Painting in Process - Animystica - Cura Archetype
Good Morning Muses!
I woke up smelling the change in the air and the seeing the light shifting towards this coming Equinox, officially on the 22nd at 5:43 am pst. For those in the Northern Hemisphere we turn towards Autumn. For those in the Southern Hemisphere we turn towards Spring. On September 18 we have a partial Lunar Eclipse visible from Mexico, Canada and the United States. The moon is 97percent full as of this moment and will be full in one day and 11 hours and 38 minutes.
There are things we can count on, at least for now. We can count on the moons relationship to the sun….let us honor that relationship.
I would love to be someone in your life you can count on to bring you insight and inspiration…I would love for our community at MUSEA and the Cura Council (our ceremonial branch) to provide a place of continuity and compassion. I would love for Intentional Creativity to provide a consistent go-to practice for you to be nourished by. Our community is going to be here for you, this is our sacred assignment.
I would be ever so grateful to invite you to join us for a ceremony we have coming up is September 21 at 10am pst. Yes it’s another Substack and yes there are scholarship free levels available. Here are the details.
The Substacks (Tea with the Muse, The Cura Council, and Gold Mind) we offer provide more immediate messaging in real time. Like today’s poem just landed this morning so it is freshy-fresh.
I also have a complimentary class coming up on Friday, Attunement Manifestation.
Thresholds
for Equinox
There are these
strange quiet cycles
where one life is completing
and the new one
is just beginning
There, in the in-between
Then it is time to nap under
the giant oak
with the first yellow leaves
of this season
and listen from inside
There are these
loud chaotic patterns
where who you were
isn't matching who you are becoming
and there is just so much noise
to stay the same
But you can't
There in the spaces between spaces
Then it is time for you to sit in ceremony
listening to the wild geese moving
and the last of the pink cosmos
blooming and blowing
in a fresh wind from the South
There are these
dances that can only take place
at a crossroads
Dances for change that are
rhythmic and restless
Moving at the center of
the many directions and decisions
Some that you think you want and
some you do not
You,
you have outgrown your old life
Yet the path has yet to appear
clearly
Then it is time
to slow way down,
to lay down right there
in the discomfort of the crossroads
Where you have always just
danced for your life, for survival
to keep going no matter what
Just Slow Down
The changing of the light
will point you in the right direction
when the time is ready
It is not your concern
how long this cycle will last
Many moons and eclipses
have already come and gone
After a time you will pick up
not where you left off
but somewhere new
Will you trust this?
Just as you trust the green
hills to turn gold and
then to green again?
This is what we do,
we Earth, we change
and we keep changing
crossing the thresholds
at each point of this
sacred wheel turning
Turning turning turning
towards center
turning towards you
--
Thinking of you as I am about to have morning cafe with kitties,
Shiloh Sophia
Thresholds for Equinox