New moon.
An invitation to move slower.
To empty.
To make room.
To open.
Every new moon I get this feeling of sluggishness. No matter how spry I jump out of bed ready for the day. Alert, and wanting.
I starts with “I don’t wanna”. It sounds like whining.
If I have the presence of mind to check my calendar, I see it’s the new moon.
I don’t put much stock in celestial events, but moon reminds me every month.
Pause.
Take stock.
Release.
I obey or I’m made to obey.
In joy,
Nneka
PS. Are you affected by the new moon or any other celestial events in a palpable way?
Love this reflection. You know, I've never really paid attention. My sister is so into all things celestial. I am making it a point to at least pay attention.