Stone Songlines

I actually think I deserve a huge great medal today not only for remembering a New Moon was imminent but also for getting up at 4.35am (yes, that's early morning, folks) to do my ritual to release the Dark Moon and welcome in the New Moon in Cancer.  I was actually aware of this event courtesy of Mystic Medusa - I get her astro comments daily and find them very useful.  She's off the planet with her comments, I have to really concentrate to work them out, but it's a fun commentary and I enjoy her off-the-wall way of addressing astro issues.

Prior to this weekend, she alerted readers to the New Moon in Cancer which happened at 5.5am Eastern States Time in Australia.  I was considering doing a ritual last night but decided to leave it to this morning.  With no alarm set, I guess my inner Goddess decided this was a biggie for me, so up I arose from my nice, warm bed, in the dark, and really wasn't surprised when I turned the light on and found it was 4.35am, just in time to get a nice, hot cup of Earl Grey tea, and settle on the sofa to do my ritual.

Mystic Medusa had suggested a ritual to do with the home, domesticity, emotional stuff since this Moon is in Cancer, to make a list in red on a white sheet of paper of what I'd like to release, and on the other in purple ink what new energies I would be ushering in under the energies of this New Moon. So I wrote my lists down, burned most of my red ink list and threw in the rubbish bin what wouldn't burn as it got wet (I stood by the sink to burn the paper as I really didn't think Bryan would appreciate my setting the house on fire in the early hours of the morning).  Then I decorated my "incoming" list with butterfly, moon and heart stickers, and I've stuck the sheet on my Days journal where I write my dreams and other stuff.

Now in the lead-up to this ritual I've been teaching a couple of friends Tarot.  As I told another good friend, one had to leave early last time and the remaining student did a reading for me around my weight issues, as I've piled on weight in the past 18 months.  I should have guessed that something would come up big-time as she's training to be a medium and is already very powerful.  She looked at the Balance Major Arcana card and commented straight away that this represented my father always sitting in judgement on me, his way or no way, and if I didn't do things his way (which I never did), I just got constant disapproval from him. Then she said she could see a big leather strap around his waist at which point I freaked (as did my friend at my reaction) as my dad had belted me  at 4.5 over a minor issue, and then used the threat of a hiding with his belt until I told him to get stuffed when I was 14'ish.  She said my weight was a protection again the constant disapproval.  And of course Bryan had shown me how I'd piled on weight each time one of my parents died as they got stick-thin and I got fatter in response.

So after my ritual I trotted off to bed, only to have a really heavy-duty dream.  I don't know if any of you have dreams like this, but when they come up from deep inside, they leave me feeling knocked out for the rest of the day, which is what I'm feeling now.  In the dream I was in my grandmother's house as it was being emptied for sale to new owners.  My grandmother was there and hugged me tightly and warmly. She told me how she remembered I'd enter her house as a quiet, shy, withdrawn, browbeaten kid and blossom in her home.  I used d to love visiting my maternal grandparents as there I knew  I was loved unconditionally, plus they lived in the middle of London in a small rural area and I would spend hours watching birdlife, playing with their German Shepherds or exploring the woods and fields around their home.It never bothered me that I was on my own, and they used to marvel at how I entertained myself.  In the dream I ended up warning through the house and realised how big it was once the clutter had been cleared, then went into the garden and found there were tunnels under the grass where potential buyers of the house were exploring.

Then in my dream I realised I was finally leaving this home and I was inconsolable, crying my eyes out, my eyes were still wet when I woke up.  As I left the home I found that everyone else had left on a coach but for me there was a special vehicle, a big Jeep-type SUV with a chair on the front for me like a throne, and when I climed on to it, it lifted me right up and carried me out like a Queen on her throne, up high and visible to all.

Well, as you will realise the above dream was a direct response to the ritual, with me clearing out of my large, protective shell where I felt happy and looked after, and stepping out in a different body and in full view. If anyone's got anything extra to add, feel free.  I still haven't worked out what the people were doing in the tunnels but I clearly remember seeing patches of grass heaving, pulling them up and then seeing people in the tunnels underneath.  Watch this space for further developments, folks! 

Talk about the power of ritual! Anyway, I thought i would mention this in case any of you might like to perform a similar ritual for your own New Moon greeting.