Alone, with hundreds of plants I closed our sacred nursery for the year. In silent ritual I sprinkled tiny grass seeds on the greenhouse lawn giving thanks to the living carpet that has supported so many divine circles this year. Cutting back the last spent greenery on the hydrangeas and peonies, felt like bathing my babies before putting them to bed. Tucking the wee ones close together to keep them warm and secure from wind and cold I silently said, “time to rest dear little plants. Thank you for shining so brightly for our guests, you filled our sacred space with oxygen, beauty, and peace. Your work is done for the year. Let the limited sun light energy seep into your core and roots to sustain you in this time of rest.”
Lightly I stepped outside, closed the outer gate and exhaled deeply as I turned the key to lock. My work at the Nursery was done for this year. To tell the truth, being the custodian of that sacred land is a lot of hard physical work and I love it. Moon Mothers Nursery inspires me to create beauty. It is a sanctuary for Healing Art teachers to facilitate unique art circles. It’s home to an elusive garter snake, beautiful red fox and lots of birds. As I drove home I imagined the animals having a solstice party while the humans are away.
As I write this blog entry I feel a new sense of place, my home. The place of my comfortable bed, sweet husband and two purring cats. Like the plants at the nursery I’ll send my energy to my roots as I prepare my home to receive my family and real close friends. Mindful of the natural slow rhythm of this time of the year, I will rest a lot.
Hope you all do too.
She lived in a Gratitude Museum
Free from normalness
Nurtured by creativity
Bending and stretching everyday
She heard Grandmother’s emphatic whisper,
“Its time to expand. Open the unexplored door.”
Boldly she stepped through the threshold
Into a land of creative genius.
Clearly seeing with excellent peripheral vision
Knowing in an instant
A power source, of arousing luminescence and sorcery
Elusive mirage, get closer it moves away
Wielding the power of laser focus
Following creative impulses
Sacred geometry, emerged into old world art.
Landscape of the divine.
Image and Poem by Tamara Trejo
The Vestal Virgins were High Priestesses that kept the flame in the temple of Vesta burning perpetually for a thousand years. Vestal Virgins were real women who officiated sacred ceremony and holiday rituals. They cared for sacred objects, were the keepers of divine wisdom and secrets of the universe.
In an attempt to convert the world to Christianity and erase all Goddess beliefs, Emperor Theodosius destroyed the Temple of Vesta. He may have destroyed Vesta’s Temple but her Spirit is undying and lives on today.
On this November full moon we Moon Mothers gathered in sacred ceremony to kindle the flame of Vesta through ancient ritual. We embody the sacred wisdom of the Vestal Virgins (Priestesses) and gave credence to creating and maintaining a warm home.
The giving and receiving of hand-crafted gifts opened us to universal abundance. In a silent gratitude, labyrinth walk, our energies homogenize in thankfulness. With grace and ease we danced the Celtic Weave, flowing from leader to follower, we never faltered. In circle, each woman shared her warm wisdom and stoked the flame of Vesta.
The rituals from this powerful gathering prepared us for this dark time of the year. It readied us for our loved ones, who are continually drawn to us for comfort and counsel. Our warm flame may be blazing logs in a fireplace, a candle or a hot cup of tea. The shape and size of the flame is not important, what matters is that we create and hold a warm space in our home. A simple place of ease, abundance, thankfulness, warmth and wisdom.
“A candle loses nothing by lighting another candle.”
“Home is the place your soul resides.”
“The hearth is the heart of the home”
Best wishes to you and your cozy home. We will not gather for full moon ceremony in December.
You’re invited, Last Full Moon Ceremony of 2019
Dedicated to Vesta, Goddess of the hearth.
Tuesday November 12th 4:30pm
Emerging Space Greenhouse
Please bring your favorite pome, Words of wisdom, or healing motto for circle speak. Also bring a blanket and dress in layers.
Expression of appreciation $20 ~ $50
Please RSVP email or text 650-303-5515
Except for me, The whole world asleep, even the birds. Still dark sky, my body awake, eyes open, mind fully conscious. My Maiden mind says, go back to sleep, you love to sleep, it’s not time to wake. But my Crone body awake and I like it. Feeling rested, I heed my body’s instincts and rise from my cozy bed, don my short soft robe and walk barefoot outside. The patio deck cool on my feet awakens me even more.
Father Sun out of town, taking with him all the colors of green, yellow, and baby blue, giving the normally green trees and plants a rest from the spot light. The world now purple, indigo, magenta and black. The sky owning the stage. Towering black trees stand guard like bouncers in a night club. Mother Moon appearing as a crooked little, silver letter C hanging in the distance. She casts just a sliver of light creating subtle shadows and giving the stars a chance to show themselves. Still water in the distance, reflecting this fantastical exhibition. A trillion star lights snugglng close together making an irradiance fuchsia fog beginning high in the cashmere sky. Stars look like a white ant farm crawling slower than a snails pace to an unknown place below the deep purple horizon.
“Rise and shine” my mother always said when waking me in the morning. All my life her words have echoed in my mind upon rising to begin my day. My life has changed, I have changed, My circadian rhythm keeps time differently. As I witness this dark AM Autumn odyssey, I wonder has this ever happened before?
The Universe silently whispers, Yes, you have just always been to tired and sleepy from your hard working life to wake up and experience the bewitching darkness.
Story and Painting By Tamara Trejo
Ancestral SoulCollage Circle
This Saturday October 26th, 10:30am ~ 1pm
We will gather to create SoulCollage® cards
and nurture ourselves.
Emerging Space Greenhouse
inside Moon Mothers Nursery & Garden Shop
401 Prospect Way Half Moon Bay Harbor
“It’s by honoring and naming each of our parts that we become a new whole” ~Seena B. Frost
We gather to intuitively create SoulCollage® cards that will reveal the many, powerful parts of ourselves; Cards that speak of our truest soul essences; Cards that speak of our loved ones & ancestor who have influenced our lives; and Cards that speak of our dreams. This process is a way of giving visual credence to who we really are, who we have been and who we will become.
No previous experience necessary. All supplies will be provided. Women only
If you have made SoulCollage® cards in the past, please bring your cards.
You choose offering Sliding Scale $20 ~ $50
RSVP email email@example.com or text 650- 303-5515
Looking forward to creating with you.
Sunday night was the Moon Mothers ten year anniversary. I still feel inspired and motivated when preparing for ceremony and know that Divine Feminine Ceremony is relevant and needed in todays world. We began as a nomadic tribe gathering in the forest at the beach and other sacred places. Last year we settled in our new home Emerging Space Greenhouse. I know that leading women in divine feminine ceremony is my true calling and I will continue this work as long as women keep coming. This morning I wondered how the Moon Mothers felt about our ceremonies.
I send out an email and asked; Why do you attend full moon ceremony? Below are a few of the responses.
I have made new friends.
I have a renewed sense of self.
I am happy.
I have begun painting.
I have started journaling my dreams.
I have tuned into intuition.
I have connected under the full moon with dozens of women with loving hearts and souls.
I have received important messages regarding flow and path.
I now walk with my head held high and light shining bright.
Tried giving henna tattoos. Call me any time, I want to do it more.
Tried blowing a conch. I did not even know what a conch was.
Tried speaking my truth aloud. Still trying. I do not like to talk about the past.
Started a garden. Actually—am addicted to succulents—but that seems like a healthy addiction to me.
Learned about plants—I have a cool plant app on the iPhone that helps ID plants.
Harvested sunflower seeds and created a brand—my son grows sunflowers and harvests and reuses seeds—he created a brand and we have seed packets.
Made a magic wand…and with each wind of the ribbon spoke an affirmation. Wow.
Created a soul collage and watched as it manifested.
Meditated and met my spirit guide (s).
Meditated and discovered by spirit animals. This was my favorite gathering—it was deeply intense and I could have journeyed a lot more. I went back, jotted down more encounters, and drew pictures.
I am inspired by seeing, hearing, and connecting with the other women. I get a greater sense of self and a sense greater than self. The circle has provided me with many “firsts” and many empowering thoughts to try new and interesting things.
Linda B JOY
I come for the sisterhood and I love that it flows so beautifully. It helps me reconnect to my divine feminine and with all the beautiful women there who are doing the same thing.
To connect with source, myself, and women
Reminder of who I am, some social time with women I don’t see often, often a surprising reflection of my work/beingness
I like learning about the faces of the goddess, and how we can embody the goddess. I like writing letters, etc., and doing symbolic crafts with my hands.
Linda, Kellie and Danielle I truly appreciate your response to my question.
I will continue to gather the women on full moon as my ancestral Grandmothers have done for eons.
With deep gratitude for all the women who heed the call to gather in divine feminine circle I honor your Goddess Spirit.
October Full Moon Ceremony
Dedicated to Lakshmi ~ Hindu Goddess of Prosperity
(Moon Mothers 10 year anniversary)
Sunday October 13th 6pm
On this night we will embody the abundant light of Lakshmi. We will see our own brilliance through the eyes of others and keenly connect to our soul gifts.
Please bring two self addressed envelopes, writing tablet, pen and a blanket.
Let me know if you will attend.
email or text 303-5515
Expression of appreciation $20 ~ $50
Hope to see you when the moon is full.
Standing steady on the mountain top at dawn. My gaze fixed on the eastern horizon patently waiting for daybreak. Slowly tracing my breath from my feet to my crown feeling like a chestnut tree deeply rooted in mother earth.
The tiny bright amber-gold-orange light of the rising sun looking like a half dome on the horizon. Feeling my ancestors standing behind me, balancing me and holding me safe in the moment. Every cell in my body alive with creative impulses I stood still, drinking in the moment. Sun rising into a full blinding orb perched just above the horizon too bright, my gaze turns upward. It’s rays shining on clouds appearing like cotton candy dipped in honey hanging in a sparkling ocean blue sky, of slow shifting hues. The infinite possibilities of this auspicious day filling me with subtle joy. The core of my being strong with knowledge of other worlds, I dare not move.
I was witnessing sunrise of the Autumnal Equinox, the moment of planetary balance between light and dark. This natural annual event washed my heart back to infantile innocence.
The kaleidoscope of color presented by the rising sun gradually turned to a pale white-blue sky. Silently I stood on the mountain top, tongue resting at the roof of my mouth, lips gently touching, truly satiated in this moment.
Then the brightness of this special new day too much for my eyes. I turned my face towards the silent valley.
Whoop, Whoop, Whoop, the sound of wings beckoned my attention. There, at my left shoulder was a pure white dove. She began a soft Coo-coo Coo-coo Coo-coo song. Enthralled I had to join her song, Coo-coo Coo-coo Coo-coo. Peace, peace, peace.
In that moment the mystery of my life purpose was revealed.
I am merely a catalyst.
On Friday the 13th, Harvest Moon, we dedicated our ceremony to Freyja the Bold Goddess of celebration. 13 Moon Mothers showed up and it was epic.
“A pictures worth a thousand words”.
Slideshow symbolic of 21,000 words.
We are still a week away from the Autumnal Equinox. Harvest Moon felt like the apex of summer a sweet slide into Fall.
Hope you all savor the colors of the season, create beauty and connect deeply with the natural world. We Moon Mothers have some creative, soul nourishing events planned at the Nursery. Please visit our events page for details.
Hope to see you in the Greenhouse.