I've learned now that when I have a few days of feeling out of sorts, slightly crabby(er) and as if my brain has just thrown in the towel on trying to 'work it all out', I'm generally due 'a moment'.
Last time this happened was just before my conversation with Sister Moon. Yesterday morning was different and I'm not quite ready to explain it yet, I may never be. But it was a moment and a half. Several moments woven together. A Pile O'Moments.
There are reports of astrological, celestial, temporal, personal shifts all around us as we see tonight/tomorrow's new moon and solar eclipse occur, and while I do try to resist (why was that again?), I have to admit I'm definitely feeling it.
The message I was left to think on after my encounter yesterday was, 'What is your biggest, most beautiful dream? Because with our help there is no reason you can't make it happen.'
This is what happens when I go back to the woods. It's not just about stillness and quiet and stepping away from the treadmill; it's about facing the truth of things and hearing that truth without filters. It can be joyous or unsettling. Frightening even. This time I'm just going to let it swirl around me for a while and see what happens.
In the meantime, do you have a 'biggest, most beautiful dream'? I think mine may be hiding. It's been a while since I paid it any attention.