MOON BODY

This season, my life is focused on the physicality of matter. Words are fewer, emotions are steady, and if I could conjure imagery, it would be that I am walking a path on solid earth paying attention to my feet, feeling the way the breeze shifts and the sun makes shadows dance and how my weight is heavier, my mind lighter. The traveler is moving, but grounded as she takes each step forward.

A water gal finds home on a mountain under the luminosity of planetary play.

Moon notes. This has become a favorite way to journal in poem without forethought. It’s intuitive, it’s documentation, there’s an ease about this practice using the moon as a frame— for what I am witnessing in that present moment musing with the phases, as she too walks her path.

Creativity lives in the body. We most readily make something from being as we are.

I often try really hard.

I went dancing this week and found myself casually walking around the room in figure eights, loosely waving my arms like I had no care in the world. No big deal, here I am just going somewhere, I don’t know where, and that’s a-okay, I’ll just let these limbs dangle as they do and I’ll keep moving. I wasn’t inspired to shake my ass or get into some flow state of sensual movement. Rather, I let go of what I thought I wanted to feel, and allowed myself time to discover a different way to be. To try less and be more.

Here’s to the mutability of moonlight and the permeability of earthen clay. May we find ourselves held within the form and the formlessness and be at home here, in the body, and all the change within and around us.

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waxing moon of questions

high winds and wild rose moon

moon of a lone vulture soaring

ribcage cloud moon

trees bending moon

moon of rushes and gusts

blackberry blossoms moon

midnight blue mountain moon

no answers will be found by the mind moon

the body speaks moon

moon of two words

trust this moon

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revealing moon

hide and seek moon

moon of weight and pressing

contraction moon

moon of pathways to follow

who’s got your back moon

holding hurt moon

moon of secrets festered

what is seen in the dark moon

tears moon

hugs like home moon

moon of mystery and messages

alignment moon

moon of muscle and bone

hands are tools moon

pelvis moon

moon of split and upright oaks

how love shows up moon

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cotton candy moon

golden light on last night’s

hawthorn blooms windswept

voice in my ear

across distances we spoke

untethered moon of depth appearing

on the surface this is a continuation

of heaviness and aching

moon of a longing body

under an invisible weight

I wait by the river and whisper

water, water, wash me free

my belly moon of lifting light

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warm milk and honey moon

at dawn it shines moon

two crows sitting on tips of cedars moon

moon of war

birds in flight with grass beaks moon

sun is liquid moon

all we have is now moon

moon of peace making

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unseen moon behind veils of water

moon of rivers from the sky

heart beating moon

moon of everything is green

quietly moon

children stirring in sleep moon

moon of invisible knowing

feel it moon

no more second guesses moon

the shift needed moon

moon of value and worth

sacred rhythms moon

my life is a ritual moon

moon of trust