Joy's tether~

June's sensory almanac.

JUNE . 2023
Joy’s tether ~

Which is the sun’s glow
June, a flicker
in the great mirror
of the sky
& what you have breathed in
you breathe out all new
you emit a new light

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June: The moon sits in the middle of the forest. The moon sits on the forest floor. It is silent, but humming.

The moon reflects in: the root of it is a reflection of the sun’s light. The sun’s light is the moon’s tether into the earth. The earth emits, it emits a great breath, a wonderful sigh.

Rest.

Rest in this.

Rest in this place: the middle of the forest, the forest floor, the moon’s tether which is the sun’s light.

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Three leaves, three sepals, three petals. Three x three x three. Each building off of the other. A new tier, a new terrace to look out from as you make your way up to the top, or maybe down to the bottom. I think, though, it is up to the top. That is where the energy is heading. To the lookout.

When I was twenty seven, I caught my first baby in a small town right outside of Savannah, GA. I had been to births before, I had held new borns so fresh they were still a little blue (we are all blue in utero, blue creatures in uterus water). But it was only on a February morning in Georgia that I caught my first one. He was born under the water, & I gently lifted him out of it for his first ever breath. My hands clasped gentle-firm around him & I brought him up, up, up & into the air. I didn’t want to shock him from one element to another.

Twenty seven days ago I dreamt of an old lover, who perceived themselves to be a little king. They had this wry look: cocksure. A gold chain around the neck. A harem of young women surrounding them, fawning all around them. And I walk away, as far away away as I can walk from them.

In another twenty seven days it will be the last day of June—the 30th. And what do I see there? Does it matter? You want to know, I can tell.

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I can try to tell you: I see a field & in it, there is dancing, there is movement & there is light. The field sounds like laughter, or familiar voices, ones that you love. One hand holds onto another & something sweet is exchanged, something silent but humming. Vibrant. There are shadows around but they are dancing too, they mingle with the light & this is important. There is so so much support around you. Friends around you, dancing, they love you they shower you in their light & it makes you stronger, brighter, more alive.

Something has broken free & finally makes sense here, in this field with all this dancing.

There is a freshness here, it is as new as a newborn. But nine months ago you would never have imagined this. That it could be like this. That it could be good, & that you could breathe again. Breathe depth, breathe broad. Breathe like this.

It all seems to have happened so quickly. But it has been years, months, days in the making. At times, it was being made without you even knowing it.

You’ve reached it here. It doesn’t matter how long you will stay, but you’ve reached a defining moment & it is a reflection of all the work seen & unseen that you’ve been doing.

What you emit from this point on will be a renewed sense of self, a feeling of clarity, of calm. The calm after a storm or after a good party when all the guests have left & there are glasses everywhere but it doesn’t bother you in the slightest so you leave them out & deal with it another time. This isn’t work. It is joy, living in joy.

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This June is social & it’s got a lot of momentum, a swing in the hips.

It is ready & you are ready for it—whatever it is. I suspect the “it” has a little fear around the edges: so there: now you know: you know what it is for you. By the end of June you will have walked right into it. And it will rebirth you.

Gather your friends to you & really, truly, allow yourselves to each take care of one another all month. Each be a midwife, one to the other. Ask each other & truly listen to the reply: how can I meet your needs? Practice follow-through.

There is some great healing in play & in small, intimate groups this month. And yes some friends are feline or of the Umbelliferae or the mineral kingdom. You know who & which are the midwives that can usher you through.

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One final note! There are still spaces in this summer’s round of Poaceae.

In a nutshell, Poaceae is: six weeks of flower essences + six weeks of writing poems.

Email me with questions or to enroll via: connect@chanelleallesandre.com

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Now, onto this month’s almanac…

And luckily for us, this month, Maggy Navin offers a beautiful, nurturing, & creative ritual for us to engage with at the end. Trust me when I say that this practice will be an incredible touchstone to root into throughout June & beyond.

Enjoy ~