Saturday March 31st 7:00pm
Shelldance Orchid Gardens Pacifica
Dedicated to the Celtic Goddess Ostara
We will gather in a sacred circle to embody our imaginings.
Nice to know that our Divine feminine, creative work is far-reaching and empowering women in the heartland.
below is an email that I received last week. Also my response, giving a brief explanation of wisdom wand creations.
My name is Kathy and I have recently discovered your wordpress blog and been following. I have come to feel moved to ceremony and ritual and have very much enjoyed your posts and would love to bring something like this to my area (southeast Iowa).
I do have a circle of Sisters that I gather with monthly but they don’t seem to have the call to work with the moon phases for our meet dates as I do, but they do enjoy learning more spiritual and esoteric topics.
I would love to offer the chance to create the wisdom wands such as what you will be creating on the March 1 full moon but I know nothing about them and when I Google them I don’t get what I believe would be anything close to what you and your circle would have in mind for them so I am asking if you would be open to sharing what you can with me about them, the who, what, why etc and then I can get busy manifesting this for my circle.
I do appreciate anything you share with me on this!! Thank you so much!!
Happy to hear that our Divine feminine circle is rippling to the heartland.
We coined the term “wisdom wand” for last summer’s Solstice gathering.
The premise is to infuse the wand with “I am” statements. Example I am an artist, I am a good mother, I am a gardener, I am an activist and so on and on.
Also I am grateful statements. Example, I am grateful for my husband, I am grateful for my home, I am grateful for my circle of women. Etc.
It’s a creative meditation that will end with the creation of a powerful wand infused with personal “I am” power and gratitude.
I use twigs as a base. We wrap the twigs with strips of fabric, yarn, strands of beads and feathers. Each wrap we say our I am statement and an I am grateful statement.
The ladies take their wisdom wands home and put them on their home altar and use them when divine wisdom light is needed.
Hope this description helps you lead this powerful process.
Here’s a link to your last wisdom wand making circle.
Let me know how it goes
PS. I have created two books based on the Divine feminine Goddess and women’s circle. www.moonmothers.net
On this potent Blood-Blue-Super-Full-Moon, we Moon Mothers celebrated the pure potentiality of this new year. Through ancient ritual, remembering splendid moments from the past, creating and sharing, we magnetized ourselves to universal abundance.
Below are a couple of poems created on this night of practical magic.
Holding up flowers in devotion to the tree, to the Goddess, to all Life
This is my season of dreaming, of renewal, restoration
Singing in the temple, so familiar
Tress nature cathedral – sacred is sacred
How can I keep from singing?
I long to return to the holy places where I once served
Thank you for the beauty of nature, the beauty I look for and always see.
May I travel unencumbered.
May I sing your praises everyday.
It is an Equal World.
I open to my best as I rest
In the grass of Heart’s Green Desire
I allow the goddess
Receive the gift
The hummingbird sings
My Voice has wings
Words are like nectar as I write
True calling is heard both day and night
Accept the Mother Mary
Vessel of Pure Potential
Wise owl calls
As you navigate this new year, may you create what ever you feel called to create and celebrate the simple moments.
P.S. Thank you Erica Crawford for the video.
Soul, finds bliss in the security and comfort of home, and peace in the quiet of solitude and rest. Spirit, seeks adventure, new experiences, creativity, and human connection. On this day we soothed our soul in the comfort and beauty of Shelldance’s greenhouse. We called upon our Spirit to show her desires. By combing through hundreds of images and keeping the ones that sparked our spirit, we created our Spirit~Quest collage. Some of the images I placed on my collage held obvious meaning and some felt powerful, but were vague in meaning. I trust the meanings will become clear as I follow my path of seeking, creating and enjoying beauty.
Part of deliberate manifesting is to have a witness to your dreams and desires. Collectively we held the energy, as each woman shared her Spirit~Quest. Then we sent the energy out into the universe through our hands by way of applause.
“In out of the way places of the heart
Where your thoughts never think to wander
This beginning has been quietly forming
Waiting until you were ready to emerge.”
May you experience the adventure your spirit seeks and manifest a beautiful new year.
A few weeks ago I felt the world upon my shoulders. With a burdened heart and sadness on my face, I walked down a public corridor. My footsteps were heavy and my posture coiled as I plodded along. From an adjacent hall bounced a vibrant maiden. Light on her feet, her gait was airy and sure. Her aura twinkled like a sparkler on the 4th of July. Her smile was so bright it lit the hallway. She passed me on her merry way. Her light was contagious.
I felt my spine straighten, and my face muscles relax into a smile. Without a word or a glance her vibrant light, fueled my tiny embers of light, which ignited into remembrance of my power to switch on my own light. Even in the darkness of heavy situations, I can choose light and grace over darkness and hostility.
“A candle loses nothing by lighting another candle.” Rumi
On this November full moon, we Moon Mothers dedicated our ceremony to Lakshmi, Goddess of abundant light and prosperity. We shared our light as we each spoke of our own brilliant gifts. We fed our sister’s soul-flame by acknowledging her brilliance and divine strengths. On a dark bluff top, lit by a small center flame, our ritual became a visceral festival of lights. Sincerely spoken words of acknowledgement and recognition polished the soul-light of the women so brightly, it could have been seen by google maps.
Lakshmi’s blessing of abundance was delivered, in both divine wealth and material richness. Thank you, Michelle, for opening your sacred beach home for our gathering. Thank you, Mary Baxter, for the delicious dinner. Thank you, Eva Derksen for the delicate handcrafted Goddesses. Thank you beautiful Moon Mothers, for showing up so brightly and sharing your light.
May your light be kindled through darkness.
May you be the power source to arouse the luminescence in others.
Normally I proceed down my chosen path with ease and confidence. I schedule my predictable days with life fulfilling activities and creative endeavors. Without fear or worry I know what’s ahead for me. Then, all of a sudden, my clear, gently curving path becomes a crossroad. Time to stop and decide if I will take a new route. I look down the path on my right and on my left, both are dark and hold no signs of what to come. I feel excited for the possibilities of what a new path could hold. My excitement quickly turns to fear of the unknown. If I stay on the path I am currently walking on, at least I have a pretty good idea of what’s to come, and I like knowing. Then in front of me is a sign that reads. Dead end! You can no longer proceed down your normal path. Oh no! I am forced to choose a new path. I am afraid of choosing the wrong path, I don’t like uncertainty. What if I choose the wrong path? Oh my Goddess, I need some help on this one.
Then, right in front of me, the dark Goddess of crossroads, Hecate, appears. She is holding two torches and a crescent moon sickle. As she spreads her arms, her torches light my crossroad. Calmness washes over me. I look to my right and feel grace. I look to my left and feel serenity. No longer afraid, I take a step on to the right path. Swish, down comes her crescent moon sickle, cutting the ties to the path I was on. Well, no turning back now. Fearlessly I begin to walk down a new path. I turn to thank her, but like magic, she’s gone.
On this first full moon of Autumn, we Moon Mothers, invoked the spirit of Hecate. We chanted her song, drummed a steady beat, and walked the sacred labyrinth. Silently she arrived and lightly illuminated our paths.
Below is a little movie and slide show from our gathering.
Enjoy this season of magic.
For the last seven years, we Moon Mothers have gathered for our August full moon ceremony at the Maverick’s Beach labyrinth. Last year it was destroyed, all symmetrically placed rocks had been removed. When I saw the devastation I was appalled and vowed to rebuild it. With fire energy, I called upon the Moon Mothers for a labyrinth rebuilding work day. They showed up in force and we rebuilt the sacred labyrinth on the Maverick’s Beach peninsula. This year it was destroyed again! What? Who? Why would anyone destroy a symmetrically beautiful, meditation labyrinth? How could anyone not see the sacredness of this labyrinth? When I saw the destruction, I paused and remembered the words of my teacher, Amy Sullivan, “Why do you choose to swim up Stream?” This time I was not compelled to rebuild. Perhaps the universe was telling me it’s time for a change of venue. This year we gathered at a sacred hidden labyrinth created by Lars Howlett.
In keeping with Moon Mothers tradition, we began by calling in the energy of the seven direction with the sound of the conch. The gifts from our summer babies set the tone of calmness.
Deliberately we walked the sacred labyrinth. Keeping rhythm with our drums, we tapped into Earth’s wisdom. It was as if the labyrinth had become the universal mind, placed upon Mother Earth. As we walked, she silently informed, soothed, and satiated our souls.
Ceremony is a practice inasmuch as medicine is a practice, both are healing. One of the most powerful effects of full moon ceremony is the self discovery, not found in an ordinary scheduled day. The ability to be the speaker and the witness at the same time is a common occurrence during circle speak.
To be truly heard by compassionate woman in a sacred space, ushers in a stong connection, both individually and collectively, to the divine feminine.
Until we meet again, walk bare foot, witness the sunrise, and smell the richness of soil.
Sincerely, Tamara Trejo