Has it all seemed to speed up for you?
That ushering Equinox & the gush of that watery new moon…
I am almost late to everything since then.
It has all seemed to speed up for me.
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I realized this morning that if I want to keep my head on my shoulders & if I want my stomach to be knot free & if I want for my breath to be even, my pace to be steady: well, I will need to be very aware of what I get myself into from here on out.
My tendency: let the breeze take me, say yes to it all, overextend my abundant energy which eventually gets depleted because abundance doesn’t mean the well won’t run dry, doesn’t mean the eyes won’t need to shut at night, doesn’t mean the butterfly won’t need to land on some even semi-bloomed flower.
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This is the time of swelling & wild, scent & roaming, dazzling & mud, chirp & gale.
It is a time that can be hard, cold, bright diamond one moment & at the next: plush mouth of cherry blossom spilling out of its bud.
I think, for me, that the trick of this time of the year is not to run out of the gate.
I think, for me, I want to observe myself: my impulses: where I place myself this year in a new way.
I think, for me, I will need to step back at times & see from a new angle.
Will need to learn how to choose wisely, more selectively than I have done before.
Which can still be carefree, which doesn’t need to be a grip or a clutch or a string too tight on the fret of my life.
Not too loose, not too tight. A breathable way.
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In a Joyce Mansour poem, I read something that helps me:
Because the foot makes the path wears the rock down
Helps me, makes me think: if the path is made worn by my foot, if the rock is the year: if it is I who must this time choose (the footing), choose where to place each foot, choose if it is one foot in front of the other or if I leap from place to place or if it is a walk, my gait, a gallop.
So I shall select my footing.
Differently.
Intentionally.
What a risk: to not just let anything happen to, for me in spring.
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And you?
What is the trick for you this time of the year, what is the risk? How is it that you want to wear down the rock of your year?
Until next time, may you be kindly to yourself & others. May you dream of violets, of larks, of pears.
Yours affectionately,
Chanelle
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Horoscopic Radio
Chansons divined for each of the signs on the Full Moon at 05° Libra on the 25th of March. Listen for your rising, sun, & moon sign if you wish. See what lines, instruments, rhythms, or images ring true for you. Take them with you until the moon disappears from sight.
Libra: “Hide’ by FKA Twigs
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