Homage to La Luna

Naked the moon peeks shyly
            from behind a veil of mist;
Then boldly dances into light

 stolen from the sun.

At precisely 4:22PM today, the moon blooms full. In homage to La Luna and in recognition of the feminine side of my psyche, I fast from the evening prior to the full moon until the morning after. At each and every full moon, thirty-six hours of passive, worshipful hunger.

I am spiritual but not religious. I consider myself pantheistic; I find Spirit everywhere, especially in the heavens–sun, moon & stars. The sun gives me life; the moon gives me pleasure; the stars make me wonder. At my retreat in Arizona, I am often blessed with a simultaneous sunset and full moonrise–a natural yin and yang that gives me great peace.

Once each month, twelve times a year, I formally honor the woman within me. She argues for kindness when I am angered, for hope when I despair, for faith when I doubt. Without her I would be much less a man.

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