The Moon

Last night we got to experience a Super Wolf Blood Moon (or some combo of those words).  It was pretty incredible.  It appeared so 3-dimensional and as if you could just reach up into the sky and grab it like a basketball.  I’d like to learn more about the moon.  Shima is really into the moon and all things witchy right now, so I get to learn vicariously through her.  The moon and us are pretty alike.  We are all made of the same material.  We are stardust.  It’s incredible. It truly is.  My question is how do I live with that magical fact in an often very unmagical society?  I don’t know how to play the game of life and still walk around in complete amazement at the beauty and wonder of all of Earth’s life.  Do you?  I feel like I can exist one way or the other and sometimes that decision seems out of my hands- like the person I’m around sucks me out of my magic or something.  Know what I mean?  I need some sort of daily practice where I remember what I am made of, and a reminder of what really matters.  I just feel like I am never DOING enough.  I know so many people feel this way, but I especially feel this way.  I just feel pulled in so many directions in my mind. “You’re and incredible miracle!”  “You’re wasting this incredible miracle sitting in your room”. “You are meant to be alive and to LIVE”. “How can you live without making money and planning for retirement”. “The meaning of everything is to LOVE”. “I am socially uncomfortable and hate myself.”  You see my problem now, don’t you?  GEEZ.  I am just going to try to thank everything I possibly can until it starts being second nature.  THANK YOU iPAD FOR EVERYTHING. THANK YOU TYPING FINGERS.  THANK YOU EYES.  THANK YOU BRAIN.  THANK YOU!