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.
New Year Vision Board Circle, Saturday, January 21st, details coming soon.
Once our circle was cast, we paused to watch the setting sun melt into the sea. The final light of the sun miraculously flashed green. Shouts of joy and astonishment set the tone for our divine feminine circle. On this rare super moon we gathered at the private, bluff top home of Michelle Pettigrew.
Our ceremony was dedicated to the Hindu Goddess Lakshmi, Goddess of abundance and shining brilliance. We all needed some light after the darkness of last week. Taking a respite from our mourning we reignited the light in each other and kindled our own inner light.
Around the ceremonial fire we were tethered to each other as a mirror of light. Without fear of being deemed conceited, each woman spoke of her brilliance.
Like a slow moving lava flow we moved inside to get cozy and be soothed by Leah’s powerful voice as she sang, I am Light, by India Arie.
Is this ceremony enough to keep our spirit shining bright for more than a night? As the moon wanes and the darkness of this time returns, check your mail box. The light expression letters will be mailed when the moon has vanished from the sky. One thing we know for sure, Mother moon will slowly return to her full brilliance and so will we.
’til we meet again, keep shining.
Thank you Erica Crawford for your excellent photography.
On this last full moon of summer, we harvested wisdom. Just before sunset we gathered at the beach to honor the Roman Goddess, Vesta, and her undying flame.
Our rituals, songs, and words were incantations to invoke the spirit of Vesta that lives in our home (the place our soul resides). In preparation for this time of extending dark nights, we readied ourselves to be the flame of wisdom and shine light into the darkness for our loved ones.
Donna Scheflier, led us in the opening of the sand dollar ritual. It was symbolic of our inner knowingness and of giving flight to our dreams. At the water’s edge we broke open the beautiful sand dollars to discover the tiny doves within, that were waiting to be released.
As I gave instructions for the blind~guide walk, I wondered, is this an exercise, ritual, or practice? It was and lesson in trust and tender guidance. The ladies partnered with an unfamiliar circle sister, one became a guide and the other a blind (eyes closed) seeker. They softly touched, and with very little words, the seer guided the seeker down the beach and around to a sea treasure prize. The seeker kept her eyes closed and trusted that her guide would not let her stumble or fall.
Like the Vestal Virgins who kept Vesta’s flame burning for centuries, we Moon Mothers kept our camp fire burning throughout circle speak time. In lieu of our traditional talking stick, we kept order by way of wisdom wands (12″branches of apple wood). One by one, each woman shared her words of wisdom, then placed her wisdom wand into the fire.
Still seated around the fire, Leah led us in the song, I am Light, by India Arie. Still singing, we slowly rose to our feet and transitioned to chant and move to, Earth my Body, Water my Blood, Air my Breath, Fire my Spirit.Happy Autumn, may the spirit of Vesta inhabit you home.
Thank you Erica Crawford for the wonderful camera work.
Thick fog shrouded the setting sun and rising moon, bringing the dark of night soon after we cast out circle. On this chilly night, we dedicated our ceremony to the one who goes by many names ( Gaia, Tara, Mother Earth, Mawu and may more). In respect for our African ancestors, in this ritual, we called her Mawu. Through our heart, feet and back bodies, we connected to her subtle resonance.
When we rose from our story telling circle, intuitively half the women picked up a drum and the other half silently began to walk the labyrinth. Without words, our drumming synchronized to the pulse of Mawu’s heart beat.
The labyrinth walkers connected to Mawu through their feet as they stepped to the tempo of the drums. Like a slow moving river, the walkers flowed from the labyrinth and began to drum as the drummers flowed into the labyrinth. The cadence of Mawu’s heart beat stayed steady through the exchange of walkers and rhythm keepers.
Upon returning to our circle, we laid on our backs in meditation to connect deeper with Mawu. Extending our first red root chakra deep into Mawu, and tethering it to her beautiful crystals, we became one with Mother Earth herself.
On this breezy night our altar candles blew out again and again. Surrendering to nature we repositioned our intimate circle into a cozy dark cocoon for circle speak. I could hear the presence of Mawu in the timber of their voices as they spoke of their connection to Mother Earth. This ancient practice of embodying Mawu had subtly changed the energy of the women in our circle. Our closing chant was simultaneously grounding and releasing.
Until we meet again, stay grounded with a light heart.
Thank you to all the volunteers who helped rebuild the labyrinth.
I will not call a full moon gathering. It’s time to travel to your family or prepare your home to receive them.
May you embody the Goddess wisdom of Vesta and feel the prosperity of Lakshmi in this darkening time of the year.
Here’s a couple of places to buy gifts created by Goddesses for the Goddesses in your life.
New world Goddess online book store is now open. www.newworldgoddess.com
There you can buy Infinite Goddess and American Goddess art books. These books contain images of the sacred divine in contemporary women along with short stories of modern goddesses and mythological stories of the ancient Goddesses.
This Saturday and Sunday November 14th and 15th is the annual Goddess festival at herchurch in San Francisco. Here’s a link to the schedule of events. Goddess Festival
We will gather again on Winter solstice. December full moon occurs on Christmas day.
May you feel the abundance of this harvest season.
La Nebbia Winery greets us with open arms—as dusk falls softly—under boughs of purple wisteria—reminding me of that line in Enchanted April: “To those who appreciate wisteria and sunshine”—We are here! Immense gift of ripe spring night. Our surroundings kiss us and we blush. Soft lush hills unfold in green waves—testament to the blessed recent rain. Fecund scent of earth fit to burst. Rambling roses pink and giddy. Somehow without having asked or feeling deserving I’ve arrived in a place so beautiful my body aches, breaks open—pastoral hush, sentimental rush
Sweet Leah places feathers in our hair—mine is blue with a tinge of yellow—sky with a streak of sun
I wonder who will take the largest electric blue feather—
We stand in a circle incanting our spirit ancestors.
With conch call and sacred words we bless each corner of the earth—north, east, south, west
We smudge and bless each other with fresh sage—I feel aura cleansed my every corpuscle smokes and releases up to the heavens
Lisa is an April baby—we circle round her, sing “Sha la ma, Sha la ma beta”—offer our blessings for her birth path—She gives us each a sea green rock—to cleanse and keep media at bay—giggling, we put the rocks in our bras, heart-close—to take out later by moonlight
Holding hands, we make ourselves into two circles and knot ourselves up— “like a bridge over troubled waters”—winding serpentine and then unknotting—loosening—resurging into clean round whole
Our energy pours and merges; tumbles and surges—we are one knot; we are not other
Music plays gently on air—our bodies are songs without words
Cool spring evening— the fire holds our warmth—around her core we sway
Tammy teaches us, graceful and sure
Spring is here and with it comes a sense of urgency—gone are the dreamy dormant days of wintering. Now is the time for action, for manifesting ethereal—Can you feel it—dream seeds sprout real.
Our goddess this spring eve is Maat—Egyptian goddess of fairness—who, upon death
weighs our hearts against a feather, and if the feather is lighter we must
rebirth and try again to live Light
“Hold a feather in your left palm and your heart in your right—
Now weigh which is heavier”
Sage Tammy reminds us—
“Spit happens”—everyone has her share of troubled waters—but it is criminal to go through this life with a heavy heart—So you keep moving through, bending on—continuing to create
Recipe for a Light Heart
Cleanse—release past anger and wounds
Be grateful—this lightens your load
Laugh—hard to hold a heavy heart while laughing
We practice her preach—
Purge pain on paper then
Throw our regret into the fire and watch it burn
Look our moon sisters in eyes and tell of what beauty we find in the looking
This giving and receiving is only of women born
“Was it hard to receive your praise?”
Consecrate gratitude on paper— place this close to breast
Tell jokes (even though most of us admit to being terrible joke tellers)—two of us share the first jokes we ever heard—jokes from childhood, recalled—several of us share past moments of embarrassment; now able to relish our own foibles
How did I arrive here?
I am immensely blessed— not since college have I felt able to open within a group –bare souled—naked I-ed—without fear of judgment—cradled in love, light—encircled by creative-force women
We are a palimpsest of generations and stories
A patchwork godly vibrant and ever-flowing
“Earth my Body ~ Water my Blood ~ Air my Breath ~ and Fire my Spirit”
The sound stops, but I keep moving
“The temple bell stops, but the sound keeps coming out of the flowers”
The Moon hides from us as we wane—but her glowing can be seen over the tips of hills
By the time I reach seaside/home,
She is full—“bald and wild”—sitting in the crook of cypress—watching over my inspired newborn
Heather de Sa
4: XVI: 2014
Heather, Thank you for your wonderful writing, you are a true poet.
In keeping with this season of action and movement, we Moon Mothers have a lot of offerings in the next few weeks. Hope you can join us.
Sunday April 27th 5pm New Moon Ceremony.
Tuesday April 29th 6:45pm Yes, you can speak class
Wednesday May 7th 6:45pm Yes, you can speak class
Friday May 16th 6:30pm SoulCollage®
Saturday May 17th 10:30am SoulCollage®
Sunday May 18th 1:30pm SoulCollage®
Sunday May 24th Noon Drum Circle
Friday June 6th 6pm Embodiment Art
New Moon Ceremony
Sunday, April 27th, 5pm at Dina’s house.
Honoring The Sky Goddess Nut
Please Join us for Stories, Poems, & Ceremony
Bring your journals, Dress Warm, Blanket (we will be outside)
Dina Ayala, CMT 650-557-0544
912 Anza Drive Pacifica
Please RSVP to Dina
Donations Appreciated ($10-$30 )
Discover your wisdom, change your world.
An intuitive collage process for self discovery and community
To keep these circles intimate I am offering three different days. You may attend one or all three. The SoulCollage gatherings are open to all women who want to create SoulCollage cards. Beginners are welcome, no experience necessary. Advanced collagers bring your deck and create more. Supplies will be provided, although you are welcome to bring any images that speak to you. Suggested token of appreciation 20 to 50 dollars per gathering.
Friday evening May 16th 6:30pm to 9pm
Saturday morning May 17th 10:30am to 1pm
Sunday afternoon May 18th 1:30pm to 4pm
731 Main St. Half Moon Bay Coastside Photography Studio
Please RSVP Tammy Trejo 650-303-5515 or email email@example.com
Sunday Drum Circle
This is a small group of kind women (beginning drummers) we meet once a month to drum for souls sake.
Sunday May 24th Noon lunch (potluck) 1pm to 3pm drumming.
Please RSVP Annette Ward (650) 355-9134
The Art of Being in the Body
Are you feeling bold? You are invited to embark on a heroine’s journey like never before, and explore, experience and express your whole and true Self. This workshop is designed to guide participants through the process of creating a life-sized Body Being Painting of their authentic, divine, mythical, natural selves. Who are you really?
Friday, June 6th at 6pm through Saturday, June 7th at 8 pm.
Where: Naui – Island of Now Studio & Getaway in Sebastopol
Register before May 15th. To reserve a spot, please mail a check to:
7934 Juanita Ct.
Sebastopol, CA 94044
Questions? Please call Amy at 650-455-2145 (cell)
Amy Sullivan, MFT, is an artist, therapist and healing guide. She has 20+ years of experience helping people realize their true natures through art, mindfulness and deep healing work. www.amysullivanmft.com
Suzanne DeVeuve, has been an artist for 30 years. Her art represents her inner journey of self-discovery and the mystical divine. It embraces the wisdom of nature, and indigenous teachings, opening us to other dimensions and realities. http://www.suzannedeveuve.com
Hope to see you at some of our offerings.