Powerful Moon

What a powerful evening. That moon last night was intensely asking for change and release.

Did you feel it?

I waited for the kiddos to go to sleep. I showered and began releasing, in prayer, all that needed to leave my existence. I lit my candles in my room. I took pen and paper and began to write a list which quickly turned into a novella. Seriously! I don't know where it all came from. I had ancestors holding me, spirit nudging, and me... well sobbing over the paper. I had no idea what was stuck in there.

I don't always do this on the full moon. Usually I light a candle and just say things out loud. But last night it needed to be written.

Oh, and such forgiveness! The tears came from that. The depth of my soul forgave others, mostly me. ME~!

I forgave me to allowing those lessons to take deep roots in order for my tenacious human to learn. I have taught people how to treat me by what I've allowed. I have trained them well. This new woman is setting healthy boundaries all over the place. Most of the time people accept it but the few who knew the old version of me, they can't.

That's fine. It's healthy. And, guess what? This version 8.8 doesn't care. Because for once in my life I have accepted me. I am loving myself and all the darkness that has been hiding; all the light I didn't see. All of it. My duality!

Then, as cold and windy as it was, I stood in the entrance of my house and burnt it all. Took a while but I did it.

I slept like I haven't in a while. Something ripped open and surrendered to the unknown. It wasn't about the moon. It was about me finally feeling through it all. You would think that after two years of healing this would already be out. You would think after all the letters I've written, this would have been released. You would think! There is always a little residue.

It's the intensity of the times, the holidays, the closing of another year and chapter. It's life. We need to make the time to sit with God and pour it out.

I love you.

Millie