Evening Reflection: Giving thanks to the moon
Reading in Kamana tonight says that the Iroquois people say the Moon "holds hands with all of the waters, pulling tides in their daily and monthly cycles". Tonight was the first night I made a bonfire outside in my back yard. I could not see the moon tonight because of the passing clouds but it is always there. One of the most thankful moments I have ever had with the Moon is laying on the beach in Hatteras, NC. Every night we make a bonfire on the beach and sit back to look at the stars. The moon is so clear and dances on the ocean waters. I have never felt so completely whole as I do when I'm looking up a the moon on those beaches. It seems everything is in place.
Tonight I practiced "Fox Walking"
The whole idea is to relax, and step as if you are about to place your foot on something sharp, not allowing all of your weight go down on your foot. You do not step far from your other foot, but keep them aligned, every move is careful and gentle. The whole idea is to be able to walk with complete silence. The walking exercise really helped me with getting in tune for the fox walk. Each step I imagined a had eyes on the bottom of my foot that made sure nothing was underneath my next move. I think fox moving is on of the most fun skills to practice. I have never really thought about the way I walk in the world other than today, and now I feel more aware of it. Its fun to challenge yourself and really get in tune with how others move in the world. While I was fox walking in my backyard tonight, I noticed a possum scurrying through the leaves. I wondered why a possum walked so loudly and didn't move as stealthy as a fox? It was fun to compare my fox like foot steps with the messy, scurrying foot steps of the possum.
Funny about that possum. I always wonder that when I hear gray squirrels from about a mile away crunching through the leaves. Do they not realize how loud they're being?
ReplyDeleteAnd such beautiful imagery about the moon on the beach. Growing up in California, I used to love going to the beach at night and watching the moon dip below the horizon. I know I have some good stories somewhere about the moon, I'll try and dig those up. Your stories are rejuvenating to read. I'm feeling really thankful for them, for inspiring me. Thank you!
Frankie, I think possums are creepy and I've always been a little afraid of fox ( such a city girl). But the moon, how I love the moon. The nights I spent with you on the beach are some of my favorite memories. Looking forward to making more memories in august. You make me proud to be your mom.
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