Pink Supermoon, See You Soon

Happiest Monday, Moonies!

A little over a year ago, during my midday walk in Oakland cemetery, I remember being keenly aware of the air. I was always one to want to feel the breeze, wondering where it traveled between the mammoth rosemary bushes and graves of yonder years, but as I looked upon the peach crocuses like Bellini’s glowing in the Spring sunlight, the Earth felt like an anchor to the wild warming brewing above it.

I was aching with more than the blood cycle which has continued alignment with the full moon. The April 2020 Supermoon felt so strange and surreal, even admitting that for me, who needed quiet retreat anymore, quarantine was not at all uncomfortable. And yet, fully vaccinated today, it seems transformation will be a perpetual emphasis, the theme of this year predicted long before last when we were still freshly coping with COVID-19 on the North American shores.

On the way around, I came upon a majestic luna moth, meditative on a slightly mossy step in front of a friend’s home, the largest moth on this continent and one I had never gazed upon in real life, suddenly so close. A luna moth only lives for a mere moment compared to their unique metamorphosis, tragic when considering the short time they exist in final form:

The larvae have five molt stages, or instars, culminating in the formation of a pupa encased in a papery cocoon and wrapped in leaves. After about three weeks, their metamorphosis now complete, adult luna moths cut their way out using serrated spurs near the base of the front edge of their wings. They typically emerge in the morning, leaving time to spread and dry their wings before their first night of flight. Adult luna moths do not eat at all, and therefore have only vestigial mouth parts and no digestive system. Their sole purpose in life is to reproduce. They have only about a week to do so before they die.

Goddess of the Moon: Life History of the Luna Moth
Illustration by FolkLord

Today, on the Full Moon in Scorpio, these depths of understanding ring through in the home sign:  sex, death, struggle. In reflecting on not just our mortality but our spirits, the limitations of our creative, identity-related or any other kind of non-harmful expression under the weight of jealousy, control, codependency, policing, we are reminded of how important it is to attempt to not give hateful people our power.

It is a time to release, when possible, the ways in which trauma has affected the way we treat ourselves and what we build around us in our life. Just days shy of the joyfulness of Beltane’s fairies, flowers, honey and love, a literal garden-filled Pagan Valentine’s, in this grounding (and sometimes stubborn energy) of so many placements in Taurus, I want to remind all our friends to fiercely, without falsehood vomits of validation and leechment, try to love ourselves. The world around us is chaos. We must be grounded in ourselves. This means allowing ourselves also to be vulnerable, to rest, to recenter.

In our busy-ness, a personal union important to the main creators of this collective, we wanted to drop in with this little love note. We are soon to release Symposium Vol II Othered Earth on Mother’s Day, May 9th, and have finalized a fantastic and amazing list of contributors, including:

Diana Arias

Elizabeth Hartman

Faith Naoi

Folk Lord (sneak peek above) 

Francesca Lia Block

Indigo Bang

Judas Kane

Justin Coehlo

Krystal Visions

Krystal Woods

Maria Lutz

Sarah Rae

As today’s Pink Supermoon delves deep into our thoughts of ascension beyond unhealthy attachment, the crux of the past year continues into a culture of absolutes and infographics that can not represent or educate with the needed temperament and knowledge for a just and whole perspective. Othered Earth reflects this swarm of becoming either shaped by others or fluidity into the unknown. It is a Taurus season extraordinaire, homage to the fixed energy, Venus magick. We honor the Earth, our Mother, and look upon the ways in which Air, Water and Fire can play the roles of chaos.

Spring and Summer both strengthen in heavy, elemental energy and we ground ourselves for the ride. We will be returning with Museletters, once or twice a month, onward, as the activity and reflection warrants a renewed rotation of thoughts. Much love to you, our friends, and talk soon!

– Sun.

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