Full Beaver’s Moon has set me back in motion.
I still find it quaint how much it affects me, how much my energy fluctuates and how much I get distracted and flicker into “urgent” things in my everyday.
I wax and wane and yet I shed light. Or at least I try to.
It’s hard with no sunlight, only a few hours, and a cold I’m not used to; but I will not let it be my demise. It’s funny how between Samhain and Yule, with no God to keep the motion, it feels as if the Wheel has stopped turning. I know it hasn’t, but it feels so… lonely. So empty.
I await eagerly the rebirth of Our Horned God. Specially since this one is said to bring about so much change.
Blessings and light