We honor the new moon and her blessings.
Letting go, releasing, shedding.
That which no longer serves is gently released
That which is desired, slips out into the crack of possibility
And takes root
Preparing to grow.
But, for now a moment to rest.
To keep silent peace
To soak in the dark of the moon
And her promise of quiet
I used several words of the same words on my dreamboard, Molly – funny that 😀 xx