June 15 delivered us a full-moon lunar eclipse, showering us with the gift of divine energy, a shift of consciousness . The lunar eclipse is a wonderful catalyst for meaningful change and action, a time for creation and birthing. I for one missed the spectacular sight.
I lost balance, tripped and fell, plunged and spiraled into the yawning depths of a cathartic supernova that night, where every infinitesimal lump buried in warm soil at the back of my head swell and rose up like clouds balancing delicate weight on my temple. And my dreaming mind scrupulously manifested these suppressed feelings into images of excruciating detail, where my teeth dangled from my gums, hanging gracefully from a thread, sometimes even crumbling in my hands.
And all this, is perhaps a humble sign of transition wheeling my way, transition so forcefully hindered by my choking fear of uncertainty. The lunar eclipse was a gift of realization. It is a time to let go and dive deep into the depths of the great unknown, a time for inner change to ripple outward, a time for birthing, time to let my hair mingle with the stars.
"Everything is gestation and then birthing. To let each impression and each embryo of a feeling come to completion, entirely in itself, in the dark, in the unsayable, the unconscious, beyond the reach of one's own understanding, and with deep humility and patience to wait for the hour when a new clarity is born: this alone is what it means to live as an artist: in understanding as in creating." - Rainier Maria Rilke
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