Last night was the final Super moon, completing a trio of Super moons that began in July. This September, the Super moon was the brightest Moon of the year.
Did you all see it? Did you feel it?
I did the same thing as I did last time. Around midnight I wandered out on the porch and looked up at a dark clouded sky. Through a cloud, the moon blinded me as much as the sun in daylight. I stood still, and was fixated on the moon’s beauty. With every breath, I filled my lungs with the night’s power of magic.
As usual I felt a restlessness that later made me sleepless. For once I did not panic about that I could not settled down to sleep. I let the energy flow through my body, mind and heart. Instead of resisting the moon’s impact on my rest, I embraced it. I surrendered to the energy that was flooding my body.
I welcomed this morning with a sleepy body, but an energized mind. I had used the moon’s energy to restore my creativity during my hours awake at night. Today I am walking around with a productive mind and a grateful heart. Grateful that I was able to witness the magic of the universe, and feel the moon’s pull turning into energy. An energy that ripped right through me. I felt alive, I am alive.