As I was gazing at the almost full moon tonight, I realized I needed a counterpoint to the New Moon of reflection.
I need a Full Moon Ritual. Something that is not soft nor lovely nor calming.
I need a practice that will connect me with my wild child, my wolf mama, the sexy goddess that resides in each of us.
If the New Moon is the perfect time to turn inward, the Full Moon is a time to rock and roll, to push boundaries, to dive headfirst into the embers, the surf, the divine.Read More