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Moon Witch Confessions Under the Long Night’...

Moon Witch Confessions Under the Long Night’s Full Moon

 

On this cold, long night, the Full Moon speaks to me. Her super-sized, brilliant face beckons me from the comfort of my cluttered nest. Not to celebrate, but rather to face what I have shunned and let fester for far too long.

“This is your opportunity to see in the dark, Sister Witch” she whispers. “Tonight, you can walk between the worlds.”

She lights the way down a dark path, dense with thorns and brambles. I fear the path, but something in my womb pulls me forward.

If I am to grow, I know that I must follow her. If I am to transform, I know that I must do the emotional and physical labor she shows me. The work that I have been avoiding since the the last snow storm, before Spring rains.

My Sky Sister knows that I have been keeping secrets, and in her last great act of this annual cycle, she is calling me on my bullshit.  When all the leaves have fallen and the cold air has settled into the valleys, the forward motion appears to stop. And then there is nothing to hide the mistakes and the failures that I have been too arrogant to admit were mine.

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She has watched me leave my altars unattended for weeks on end. She knows that sometimes I neglect my houseplants.  And in the Summer, I can’t be bothered to lift my magical fingers, even for the simplest spells, unless a cool body of water sits at my feet. I’m a sloth in the summer heat. 

And yet she still shows up, to light the way down the path into, and then out of the darkness. Like clockwork, even if I have let my practice decay and wither into a pathetic version of itself, she is still there for me, as a mirror, and as reminder that I’m always on my path, always cycling through my own wheel. 

Her dedication to the great cycle brings me to my knees. It pulls tears from my eyes and grants me permission to release my darkest secrets, with the Moon as my only judge.

As I bask in her glow, my Womb calls me to explore the shadowy parts of myself as much as I celebrate my light. I am called to integrate who I am, in the darkest depths of my cycle, with my Full Moon self. Both the Moon and my Womb offer me space to examine the bits and pieces that I would rather ignore. But it is through the wisdom of both my shadow and my light, that I can truly tap into the power of the Divine Feminine, and grow past all that stands in my way.  

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Before she goes dark one last time, this turn of the wheel, she whispers three questions that she wants me to ponder…

What is stopping you from doing the hard work? Transformation is imminent, why are you resisting?

Who do you want to be when I am full again? How will you change before the next Full Moon?

What is blocking you from your most exponential growth? How can you banish that block as I begin to wane?

 

What questions does the Moon have for you Sister Witch? What does she whisper to you as you prepare for the long night?

 

All Images by Ashley Morris

Lauren Roberts

Writer, Moon Witch, Carrier of Ancient Womb Wisdom -- Lauren is a Catalyst for Feminine Empowerment, and the Founder of Womb Tree Alchemy. She is an Intuitive Coach and Ritual Facilitator for Women seeking to cultivate a deep connection with their own personal magic through the Cycles of the Moon and the Divine Feminine.


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