Full Moon Ceremony Wednesday May 10th, 7pm
Mystical Meadow, Butano Pescadero
When Mother Moon, moves from the shadow of Mother Earth and is fully illuminated in her brilliance; We gather in darkness to connect to her light. It’s a reminder of who we are as women. We are the keepers of an ancient tradition, passed down to us by our ancestral grandmothers. We are the bridge to the Divine Feminine. We are the chain-links that connects history to the present. We are the chain-links that connects to the women of the future. We are the wisdom keepers. We are the Warriors. We are the protectors of the weak. We are the Peace Makers. We are the healers. We are the keepers and creators of ritual. We are the keepers of universal rhythm.
To soften our steps.
To fuel our fierceness.
To Strengthen our voice.
To heighten all senses.
To celebrate the seasons.
To connect with Mother Earth.
To Share wisdom.
To live abundance.
To be bold.
To lighten our heart.
To beat the drum.
To dance our light.
This is why we gather…
Strive to be happy.
Ostara, arrives about the same time every year; bringing her gifts of, light, warmth and energy.
Her spirit is felt by the tiniest seeds, and most plump bulbs. She calls for them to anchor down roots and sprout up, to show their beauty. The deciduous trees begin to grow their new leaves to dress for her season. Birds prepare for her arrival by laying eggs of every color.
Ostara, is the Germanic/Celtic Goddess of spring. The Babylonians named her Ishtar, pronounced Easter.
SHE is the Goddess of rebirth, renewed energy, blossoms and manifestations.
Her warming spirit melts the snow, creating powerful waterfall symphonies.
She perfumes the air with the sweet scent of all the spring flowers.
She paints the sky with luminous pastel rainbows.
She brings vitality to every blade of new spring-green grass, every tulip, daffodil and newly born bunny rabbit.
She infuses us all with enthusiasm to manifest our germinating dreams.
Upon her arrival all of life awakens in renewed magnificence.
These are the gifts of our Goddess Ostara.
On the last full moon of winter, we donned fresh flowers in our hair to begin our ceremony. In the Redwood tree circle we rooted down and sprouted up in a flowing dance, to embody the spirit of Ostara. We were both the Goddess and the seed, creating warmth and blossoming into brilliance.
Satiated by our sacred dance, we walked silently to the lodge and began to draw and write of our budding aspirations; giving energy and voice to our personal vision.
In closing, we bathed in the light of the last full moon of winter.
Goodbye dark Winter… Hello light Spring…
On the first full moon of 2017, our nomadic tribe gathered at J7 Studios, in Moss Beach
In this hip sound recording studio, young Karianne Burns, play the angelic harp as the ladies arrived. The intention for this gathering was to envision our abundant new year and look back at our strong circles from last year.
In 2016, we all had our personal ups and downs, but in our Moon Mothers circles, we were strong and vibrant. Every full moon we gathered to embody the power of a different Goddess archetype and connected to our true soul essence.
The slide-show below, titled, 2016 Moon Mothers Circles, was set to music and projected 100 times larger than it shows on this blog. Through this show we deepened our connection as a tribe and recalled our joyful gatherings.
” The images on which we feed govern our lives.” Marion Woodman
Cozy on the floor we began our New Year Manifestation meditation.
The musical notes from Karianne’s harp seemed to resonate with the frequency of each chakra as we cleared any blocks in our energy centers. With our chakras balanced and clear we began our meditative journey into one of the most magnificent years of our lives. In our minds eye we moved through the seasons with a strong body and felt the vital energy of physical movement. Mused for a moment on a new study commitment and felt the satisfaction of learning and teaching. Our bodies were still one the floor but our minds went on a journey to a new place on earth and we felt the freedom of unencumbered travel. Reaffirming that our work in this word is important and money flows to us easily: we turned our attention to our home sanctuary that was uncluttered and beautiful. With sincere appreciation for the kindhearted people in our life we sent them love and gratitude.
Our Manifestation Meditation was not about the things we would obtain this year. It was about our way of being in the world, self-care, learning, teaching, speaking our truth and gratitude for the people in our life.
We will gather Saturday, January 28th.
10:30am to 1pm. Doors open at 10am
850 Airport Rd. #10 Moss Beach CA 94038
Due to the Women’s March in San Francisco on the 21st, we will create our 2017 Vision Board, the following Saturday, January 28th. Same time and place. Now we all have spacious time to attend both events. Hope this date change works for your schedule. Continue reading
On this last full moon of 2016, our nomadic tribe gathered at Mary’s secret club house to honor the women who chose to be born in December. Our ceremony was dedicated to Saraswati; Hindu Goddess of art and intellect.
Wet misty air, moistened our skin and hair, as we burned Palo Santo sticks to clear our auras and invoke our inner Saraswati. We encircled Kellie, Elaine and Ginni (the birthday babies) with a loving chant and pithy spoken blessings. They reciprocated with gifts from mother earth and acappella song.
As the wet air turned into sprinkling rain, we retreated to the cozy club house. Our focus was to embody the spirit of Saraswati, deepen our concentration and create. In quiet meditation, we called upon our muse, opened to our creative genius and stepped into the flow of creation. Then, without words, our creative expressions began. Some picked up pen and paper to write poetry and song, but most, silently gathered around the art table to paint on tiny wooden canvases. The only sound was soft background music, every woman was in her own creative world.
When we regrouped for circle speak it was amazing to see a common thread in the individual creations. Images of trees and glittering skies, words of growth and reflection, circles, spirals and moons, seemed to show up again and again. Was it coincidence, divine inspiration or Saraswati at work? Maybe all three, or maybe its just that, we are a circle of like minded women.
To close our ceremony, we stood, arms around each other in a close circle, and sang In a circle of women, by Jan Phillps.
Please honor this natural dream time of the year, with spacious rest and slowness. May you find great inspiration in your dreams.