This month is a deep and soulful allowing of what is ready to fall away and be dropped like leaves, so that we can make space for what is latently germinating and clarifying within us. 

So much can be gained from bringing this process into greater consciousness so that we can face and feel what is ready to go. We will do this through an emergent process of allowing what is ready to inform us. It will be gentle, relaxing, nourishing and yours.

You may want your journal so that you can capture the moments that we create together. 

As with all our moon calls, this is free - it's open to everyone and is our way of bring the network together to eave our energies and allow for change to happen more intentionally through us.

(Art: Viviana Gonzalez)

Full Moon Call - Letting Go

A blank empty canvas
Pure as the winter’s snow
Open as but a vast window
seeing deep into its soul.

The mind ticks in emotional frustration
Relics of imagination fly and form
Particles of atomic consciousness
Gather and flows like an astral storm.

White wash covers the surface
the first invocation soothing and mild
Then images gather before the eyes
like a raging storm, fierce and wild.

The pallet is filled with rainbow mixtures
here one joins to the alchemist's dream
establishing upon board, paper or canvas
the unfolding of the creative stream.

Brush in hand, Like an ancient wand
One casts the horizon like a spell
Summoning, coaxing, those tides within
Where the possession conquered, flowed and fell.

Dashes here, strokes there
Balancing the tones within each hue, 
the thoughts so fast, mind captured
Projections all of that inner you.

Murky and shapeless at the start
But shadows enhance, inward glance
Light engulfs and shines but through
the eyes captured to the romance.

The artist gallant before her glory
yet! Never fulfilled by its view
playing upon its essence and structure
she draws upon images anew.

One here becomes the timeless Shaman
working the magic of nature’s way
Gathering the similarities and imbuing with fire
Elevating ever the thought to the creative day.

Or like a modern mystic
Grasped tight in spiritual bliss
subduing into but representations
the reflections of the heaven's kiss.

But all in all the artist is
whether by paint, sculpture, acrylic or oil
a voyager of the main stream existence
her vision of her own scared soil.

The goal is not unlike any science
to acquire that bridge of untold reason
for artist down throughout the ages
have awakened the soul to its season.

The emotions arise, fly, excite
those creatures of the inspirational mind
Poets, musicians, painter, writers
by whatever character there we find
All artists, All Magicians.
©Gloria Gypsy. 2012

Full Moon Call - Letting Go

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