Last night was the full moon.
Something I really wanted to focus on this year was to really celebrate the cycles and patterns of nature and the universe around me, instead of just observing them quickly as they go past me, too caught up in my own life to make a big fuss.
I try to sit down at the beginning of the month and look ahead at what changes are to come. The monthly moon cycles, the seasonal changes. The spring equinox is soon, and though we are still buried under a foot of snow (as I hear is something a lot of people can relate to) I can feel spring in the air. The days are lengthening and the clocks go forward this weekend.
It is something that affects everyone's lives, the weather, the changes in seasons. The small talk we all participate in is mostly related to these cycles of nature. They are such a huge part of our lives.
So whether religious, or secular, we are all taking part in the observing of the changing cycles of nature.
As the Earth is what I worship, I feel acknowledging and celebrating these cycles and changes are of crucial importance to my spirituality.
I believe in the green wood, the first snow drops of March and the constant yet ever-changing rhythm of the moon.
I believe in the trees, and the birds, and the soil beneath my feet.
I believe in the wind and the rivers and constellations in the night sky.
It is what we all take part in, every day, but what some choose to deem as being sacred.
If you haven't heard of Drawing Down the Moon, it is simply the practice of standing under the full moon and absorbing its energy. Its light, its power, its radiance. This can be as simple or as complicated as you like, there are no rules to me. It is all about being a child of this earth and a child of spirit. There are rituals, if you would like, or you can simply gaze at the moon and feel her power enveloping you and filling you with light.
I have been choosing to celebrate the moons, full and dark, and the changes in seasons; as well as the changes within me that they create. I try not to complicate things. Being a forest dweller, and one who chooses to live away from city lights, these are the things that are sacred to me. My religion is nature, as simple as that.
While I love to study the crafts of others, it is truly something unique and personal to me that I practice. My relationship to the world around me, and the heartbeat of the earth.
Books are one of my life's passions, but they do not contain the secrets of the moon, or the trees, or the winds. It is necessary to go outside and gaze up at that moon to feel its power, and its energy. You may be surprised at what you find out there in the wild wood.