Quietly she rises in the northern sky, boldly whispering to the clouds to part for her. Lingering expectantly, she hearkens to her children to remember their fragile dreams and wish once more.
Softly, mysteriously, dreams and wishes succumb to her hallowed allowing. Every child knows this. Every lover who has ever walked beneath her loving gaze, hand-in-hand with their beloved, knows the power of her luminescent presence.
Tonight she will begin her weekend journey, yet again this month, through our skies. Hushed in awe, bravely, we slip our most daring dreams, our bravest hopes before her magnificent midnight orb, and know, with a childlike knowing, that she will hear and answer.
Our Earth mother is reflected in her great allowing that whispers back to all our dreams, "yes," and dream more and more. Let yours dreams, hopes and desires grow larger until they burst through the veils of time and space which you have made real in the illusions, conflicts and barriers which punish dreamers, squelching their vibrant souls.
Each wish is a prayer uttered into the limitless longing with hope, the fertile blend which gives them birth.
So, look heavenward tonight, and feel your own soul glowing in the presence of her magical incandescence.
Our Earth mother is reflected in her great allowing that whispers back to all our dreams, "yes," and dream more and more. Let yours dreams, hopes and desires grow larger until they burst through the veils of time and space which you have made real in the illusions, conflicts and barriers which punish dreamers, squelching their vibrant souls.
Each wish is a prayer uttered into the limitless longing with hope, the fertile blend which gives them birth.
So, look heavenward tonight, and feel your own soul glowing in the presence of her magical incandescence.
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