Nights of Magic

Considering that it had been overcast all day, last night was surprisingly clear. The moon was full and beautiful. My friend in South California, Michael on occasion talks about the wings of the moon (he is a poet, a visionary and an awesome friend, tho we have never met face-to-face) and I always imagined them as wispy cherub wings but last night I actually perceived them as huge angelic wings spreading out behind the full moon in a most amazing way. I walked underneath her with Rufus on the leash besides me. I was listening to Jonathan Elias’ Requiem for the Americas (Jon Anderson from Yes and from Friends of Mr Cairo does vocals on many of the songs–highly recommended) . The particular song had a line about pulling magic from the sky. I was feeling charged up from the moon, the music, the evening that included the production of poetry and a long online inspiring conversation and the anticipation of the vacation we left on today and just felt this amazing SURGE of ENERGY and connectiveness and I wanted nothing more than to go down to Grimston Park, shuck my clothes and dance sky-clad underneath the light of the full-moon to the beat of drums that  echoed inside of me. Imagining explaining the possible subsequent arrest warrant to Aaron and Zev helped me resist that temptation ;).

Instead I felt part of another vision that corresponded with the middle pillar of the Kabbalah Tree of Live. Feeling the energy from the Moon (Yesond) channeling and grounding itself through me into the Earth (Malkuth). Feeling that the Energy came from the Sun (Tipareth) and the Sun got it from a higher source (Kether) I felt that I was chosen to undergo and be part of this ritual and it felt….right….;)

The trip up here to Tofino today on Vancouver Island was great. It rained and was overcast but there is an energy shift that hits me when I get to Vancouver Island. I feel an overwhelming sense of peace that seems to increase the closer I get to Tofino. The three of us walked on the beach, climbed rocks, played in the sand and swam (in the cabin’s salt water pool). After getting Zev to bed, I went out for a walk on the beach. Despite the moon being full, the sky was too overcast to see her but still on the dark and quiet beach, the waves could be heard, lapping onto shore, the ocean singing its song. The song spoke of enjoying the everyday magic I have in my life and welcomed me. It told me that one key to happiness is the enjoyment and appreciation of what one has. Nice stuff.

Sailing to Paradise

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