The moon is in full glory tonight. Its traces of water around it are clearly streaked underneath of it and its trouble ring so beautifully hanging as if you could swing from it all through the night.

I have My french doors to My bedroom slightly open enough so that the chilly breeze kisses My toes and it puts My mind and heart a bit more at ease then it has been. Nights like this when the moon is full and the breeze is cold My heart aches. My body shivers, not from the weather but from what it lacks.


Aching, Needing and Wanting are not bad things. They are things that allow U/us to see that W/we are still alive. They allow us to see that there are still those things inside of us that crave. Allows our skin to burn and sweat. Our minds to wonder and think. I think far too often in this world W/we do not allow ourselves to explore those dark places. W/we allow others to dictate what is considered "wrong" or "odd"

I am not the norm. I do not follow the grain. There is a drummer in My head beating a different tune then the rest of the world and I am okay with that.

Does it make life any easier? No.
For when You are different, darker, raw, open, You leave Yourself open for others to climb in and snatch what they want from You.

Yet I have to be open. If I am not open to everything around Me, for I will not survive.

*Deep Breath*

Nights like this make the words flow out of Me like the finest vintage wine in the cellar.

Sleep well kiddles and Blessed be to the Goddess Moon, that hangs so beautifully in the sky. Making there be daylight in the deepest of night.