Spring Awaking

At dusk we donned fragrant flowers in our hair.  With fire and breath we ignited dried sage to cleanse our aura in preparation of casting our circle.

On this first full moon of Spring and second blue moon of this most auspicious year, we resurrected the spirit of Ostara, the Celtic Goddess of Spring.

Like a Mother gently calls her children to rise and shine for the beginning of a new day; Ostara silently calls to all the plants and animals to awaken to the season of re-birth.  Her summons triggers the rooting down and sprouting up of the sleeping seeds, blanketed in earth.

Ostara is the hostess of the Spring jamboree.  She decorates our world with rainbows, scented flowers and waterfalls.  Birds sing her invitation to enjoy her festive bounty.  She serves nourishing carrots, kale, radishes, asparagus, spinach and peas to strengthen our body. She provides more hours of daylight to nourish our soul.  Ostara inspires all living creatures to frolic in jubilee and creativity.

We Moon Mothers, paid homage to Ostara and our personal creative dreams by rhythmically dancing the Fertile Seed ritual.  We heeded her call of new creation by giving birth to poetry and art.

 

Below is a poem by Helen Mary Schaeffer-Stanford, written just after our Fertile Seed dance.

Ostara Dance

Goddesses gathered.
Powerful, complete.
Knowing and wise.
Sisters of the Moon.

Goddesses gathered.
Ancestors join us.
We chant, Hail Mother Earth.
We dance.
We dance the dance that awakens our spirits to Ostara.

Goddesses gathered.
Warriors blessed.
Wild abandon.

Thank you ladies for showing up so brightly on the Blue moon.  Your art & poetry is so magnificently beautiful. You may want to read your writings at the Open Mic Poetry reading,  Arise Gallery,  678 Portola Dr. San Francisco, Sunday, April 29th, 1pm “til 2:30pm.

May you flourish this season. See you next full moon.

Sincerely,

Tamara Trejo

 

 

Pure Potentiality

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.

By Danielle Kane

 

Equal World

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
World spins
I surrender
Nurture Self
Wise owl calls

By Susan Ryals

 

As you navigate this new year, may you create what ever you feel called to create and celebrate the simple moments.

Sincerely,

Tamara Trejo

P.S.  Thank you Erica Crawford for the video.

Spirit~Quest

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.”

                                                                                                  ~John O’Donohue

May you experience the adventure your spirit seeks and manifest a beautiful new year.

Sincerely,

Tamara Trejo

 

 

 

Light of Lakshmi

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.

Namaste,

Tamara Trejo

 

Artemis

Conceived through ancient Goddess mythology, we gave birth to modern rituals.  The unstoppable spirit of the Divine Feminine brings magical energy and wisdom to our Goddess circle.  We are the true legacy of our ancestral Grandmothers, who fearlessly engaged in full moon ritual.

On this first full moon of summer we gathered in the Enchanted Forest, in celebration and ceremony. Within minutes we created a soft sensual palace near the cathedral of trees.

The powerful story of Artemis and her mythological tribe inspired our tribe of enlightened women to engage in rhythmic ritual.  The beats of our drums, tambourines and shakers, sent out primal human vibrations to all the trees in the forest.  In return they released subtle wisdom energy absorbed by the sensitive Moon Mothers. The silent whispers of our ancestral Mothers was clearly heard, as our dance parade galvanized into a waking dream of beauty.

From a magnificent vantage point seen by few, we opened to the feminine energy of the full moon’s light casting through the trees. Deeply connected to Mother Earth, each woman became a clear channel of universal wisdom.  Linking together we transformed into a vessel of wisdom and fluidly moved into the unknown, to celebrate the mysteries of the universe.

May you embrace the wisdom of uncertainty, and experience magic.

We will gather again for SoulCollage circle, Saturday, July 22nd. 10:30am, at Stillpath Healing Center, Woodside. Details

Sincerely,

Tamara Trejo

 

 

Goddess Ixchel ~ Medicine Woman

The ancient Maya believed in many Gods, but only one Goddess, Ixchel;  Medicine woman, sage, and weaver.  She presides over child-birth, wounded warriors, and the ill.  She is depicted as a Crone, to symbolize wisdom. Her crown is a snake coiled on her head, symbolic of new life and awakened kundalini. There seems to be a little Hindu belief in this mythology, hence she is a weaver.  Ixchel, carries a large satchel over one shoulder and a walking stick in her other hand.  The large satchel symbolized strength and healing remedies, the walking stick, a symbol of her earth travels.

All women of our Moon Mothers tribe, possess a unique healing gift.  Some heal by way of traditional and herbal medicine. Some heal, via Reiki, humor, song, compassionate listening, and giving sage advice.

Ixchel, reminds us that Mother Earth provides us all with free medicine. Mother Earth gives us an abundant supply of the obvious, herbs, food, and water, to keep us healthy and heal our ailments.  There’s also, that not so obvious, health-giving gift she constantly provides. It’s her subtly restorative vibration.  Her rhythmic heartbeat, aligns us into flowing health. We need only to connect, to feel her therapeutic resonance.

As we Navigate todays modern society, it’s so easy to become disconnected from Mother Earth’s perfect healing pulsation.  As we walk through this world wearing shoes and spending a lot of time in buildings, we become disconnected from her health-giving frequency.

On this full moon we invoked the spirit of Ixchel.  We Moon Mothers created prayer flags, for planetary healing and wove them together in honor of the weaving, healing Goddess, Ixchel. In the mystical meadow surrounded by ancient Redwood trees we laid on our backs and connected to the heart beat of Mother Earth.  Through a guided  meditation, we moved into our imaginal mind to clear our chakras so that our kundalini serpent could rise to our crowns.

With new clarity, awakened kundalini and a deep connection to Mother Earth, each women spoke of her innate healing gifts.

Thank you Mary Baxter for providing turkey dinner,  Thank you Jennifer Gray for hosting us at your sacred home.  Thank you Erica Crawford for excellent photography.

Below is a visual glimpse into our sacred circle.

Crones in the Mist

Donna Scheifler

“We were enshrouded in our own “Mists of Avalon” … as we gathered in ritual and tapped into our womanly ways of being and knowing. Rather than being drawn out of ourselves by the spectacular wide expanse of ocean, we were invited to go within and find the unique treasure buried deep within each of us. Now, with the support of this awesome women’s circle, we can go out and share who we are and what we have … and the world will be blessed.”  Donna Scheifler

 

 

THE TRIPLE GODDESS

As the Maiden, I saw through your eyes as a child

Spring rains, green forests, and animals wild!

I saw you run freely on the Earth with bare feet!

I watched as you danced in the winds, blowing free!

I was there as you grew, getting stronger each day!

I brought you rainbows, chasing grey skies away!

I was there in your laughter – I was there in your tears!

I was the acceptance you gained from your peers!

I saw your first love and I felt your first blush,

As passion first stirred in the night’s gentle hush!

I am there with you always in the fresh morning dew!

I bring you the crispness of beginnings anew.

As the Mother, I bore all the labor distress

Of birthing your child, and I felt the caress

Of your hand on the face of the new life so dear.

I heard its first cry, and I eased your fear!

I provided the milk which you fed from your breast

Till the baby grew strong, and with health it was blessed.

As she took her first step, I was there in your smile!

I was there while you nurtured your beautiful child!

On the first day of school, when the doors opened wide

I was there in your fear – I was there in your pride.

I am there with you always in the bright full of moon!

I bring you fertility – abundance in bloom.

As the Crone, I brought blessings of wisdom with age

[Wisdom not found by the turn of a page].

I was there as you taught the correct way to live:

To love and to trust – to take and to give!

I was there in the twinkle of your aged eye!

I was there in your thoughts of the years flying by!

I was there when you taught the Mysteries of old!

I was there in the fire warming you in the cold!

In the weariness of age, I was there with you, too…

I brought well-deserved rest and peace unto you!

I am there with you always in the darkness of night!

I complete your life cycle, guiding you toward the light.

Maiden, Mother and Crone – We are all One –

Yet We are all separate, as each role is done.

We do not leave you – We’re always there

As you walk through this life with your worries and cares;

As you dance in the spiral, We live inside –

Deep in your spirit – where nothing can hide!

No matter your path, no matter it’s length –

We give you courage and We give you strength.

We are there to support you every hour of day

And deep in the night, when dreams take you away.

Our gifts We give freely, for you are our Child…

Yes, We are the Lady: Wise, Pure, and Wild!

-Kalioppe-

Our circle danced in a heart beat rhythm as Nicole, Meta and Linda Grace read the poem.  Then our dance became a spiral in a prelude to the Crone coronation ceremony.

We gathered around the flaming water pond, to honor the Goddess of transformation Pele.  As I told the legend of one of the most misunderstood Goddesses, Pele, the women danced with metaphors between Pele and the Crone.

When it was time to walk the path of the Crone we all walked together, although the Crones path was three times longer.  The women who were about to take their thrones and be crowned Crone, walked bare foot through a birth canal hand bridge, then stepped over fire, and through water to reach their thrones.

 The coronation ceremony was rich with wisdom, laughter and tears. After each Crone was crowned, she was given her Crone name and asked what she had to offer our circle.

One by one, the newly crowned Crone took center stage and delivered gifts, read poetry, spoke words of enlightenment, and told us of her profound feminine history.

Below are portraits of the 2012 Moon Mother Crones

Golden Dragon

Clarisse

Sweet Light of the Divine Feminine

Peaceful Warrior

Thank you

• Candace for letting us use your sacred property.
• Nicole for taking the pictures of the ceremony, reading the Maiden part of the Triple Goddess poem and blowing the conch.
• Dina for reading the opening ceremony call to the seven directions.
• Linda Grace for creating and leading us in the Triple Goddess dance.
• Meta for reading and calling up the Crones for coronation.
• The Sagers, Candle Lighters and Crown Maids.
• Annette for leading us in the closing ceremony.
• To all the women to helped create this Divine feminine ceremony.
• To all that attended.
• You did a really fine job!

I’ll leave you with two questions?

When you are a Crone what qualities will you possess?

What do you honor most in the Crone?

Happy Halloween.

Sincerely,

Tammy

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