Happy Equinox

Shaking off the ghosts of the past

Spring is finally returning at last

The sun softens the frozen ground

The birds call their familiar sounds

Reminders are everywhere

That everything has a cycle and season

A lesson and a reason

Things that felt like they took so long

That maybe it was all wrong

Finally emerged as a beautiful song

With the message that you are right where you belong

Return to Love

8/5/20 –
Return to the cave
To see the light we gave
Return to the well
To see where we fell

Return to the start
To see where we came apart
Return to the end
To understand how we mend

Return to the field
For new sprouts to be revealed
Return to the place
Where you first saw your face

Return to the year
That you first felt the fear
Return to the ground
To feel the primal profound

Release what is rigid
Unfreeze what is frigid
Bring in the goddess Brigid
Persevere and be persistent

I’m sure I’ve mentioned this in other posts, but I often find my poems even more relevant to me 6 months later (or find some 15yrs later, like another life cycle on repeat, in a different time frame!) Future note-to-self messages.

Stillness and illness force us to slow down, take stock, review our wounded parts and endeavoring to make peace with the past. In these strange and modern times, we are cultivating courage, processing past pain, and imagining a brighter future. We are practicing patience, and trusting the process. We are letting go and opening up. We are becoming.

🙏💗☮️🌱 stay steady, keep the faith, be ready, stay safe.

A Life Untamed

We come to these bodies at birth
Shell-shocked and in search
Of the meaning, the purpose, the worth
For why we came to this earth

We wonder what’s the mission
What’s behind the division
We wonder if there’s a master vision
Some grand director making the decision

We try to navigate the feelings
To understand what is revealing
Forever searching for a healing
While yet another wound is peeling

Sometimes we try to play dumb
And act like we’re completely numb
Sometimes we’re on the run
Hiding from any real solution

We try to listen to intuition
And not dismiss the information
Sometimes the heart is the ignition
While the head follows false sensation

There’s things that happen in the dead of night
That contradict what we know is right
There are worlds that wander out of sight
Waiting for us to drop the fight

There’s things that happen on another plane
That we’re not aware of and we can’t name
Life itself goes on just the same
Not a thing to control, and futile to tame.

Ancestral healing

Ancestral healing; a subject I’ve been thinking about a lot this year. There’s so much in our DNA, family history, energetic bonds, and soul history that comes into play in our daily lives, some of which we’re not even aware of.

Working with it, sorting through emotions and traumas, both personal and familial, we can better understand ourselves and others, and find some peace in how we live in the world.

Some interesting podcast episodes I’ve listened to recently that talk about this are:

Mark Groves Podcast: 8/25/19 with Mark Wolynn – What Trauma Have You Inherited?
I listened to this one twice, and will probably listen to again; very transformative and fascinating! I’d like to read Mark Wolynn‘s book as well.

So You Think You’re Intuitive Podcast:
Episode 112: Tapping into your unconscious bias to become a better ancestor, with Leesa Renee Hall
Episode 110: How Past Lives Can Affect Your Healing
Episode 67: Intuition Conversations: Koya Webb on Facing Fears to Healing Generational Trauma and Family Healing
Episode 46: Healing Our Ancestor Stories

I obviously connected with host Natalie Miles and her style, as I listened to several in a row! Maybe a little ‘woo woo’ for some at moments, but very cosmic, intuitive, and with reverence for all, which I appreciate.

What have you been reading or listening to on the subject? What have you found in your own family tree that affects you in ways known and unknown?

This time of year is always good for reflection and for planting new seeds.


Monday moments of zen: episode 3

I’ve started making little music videos using clips I’ve gathered out in the world and setting them to music that my husband, Matthew, makes. (His practice time at home usually consists of long and lovely loops in hypnotic/meditative rhythms). I’ve posted them on IG/FB the last 3 weeks now, so I thought I’d put them here as well for folks not on those platforms. (Original post below…) P.s. episode 1 & 2 will show up here soon as well. 🙏☮️🍁🥰

We went to @radnorlake two days in a row on our short trip to Nashville last week. The colors and the crisp air are exactly the kind of #forestbathingtherapy we were looking for.
It’s a must-see place in my book.
Here, I’ve captured several moments from our hike and have set them to the soothing sounds of @eldeorazio . I had a 2min video of him that I captured back in Sept, and loved it, so I made the video longer (vs the 1min sessions I’ve shared so far.)
I’m really enjoying making these little instrumental videos for y’all. Enjoy!

Lake Radnor, Nashville, with El DeOrazio

Everything is in question

Everything is in question when stillness is all-encompassing for a long period of time. Being a musician in the time of corona, with very few, if any, gigs to play, many layers that were buried, find themselves revealed.

Doubt and grief mix with gratitude and wonder on a moment to moment basis. And even when it’s not covid-time, I fall and rise in and out of these mental valleys where I question everything. I write myself through these blocks and try my best to remember what is real, and to remain hopeful.

Stay steady, stay safe, and keep on keepin’ on. xoxo

What’s Next? Who knows

When I found this poem in my recent journal entries, I fully don’t remember writing it or what was happening surrounding the entry. But I fully resonate with the message. It’s nice to have this kind of reminder at this time, when after 7+ months of not doing what I’ve spent the last several years of my life building, it’s just the encouragement I need; to know that stillness is not an ending. It’s taking a breath. It’s listening for what may come. And being ok with not knowing.

8/11/20 –
There is a call to be less rigid
To be patient and fluid
To not be grasping and gasping for breath
To trust and not be fearing that we’re on the edge of death
In stillness there is renewal
That does not need approval
In listening there is wisdom
That is timeless and continual
Use this space for ritual
Find the patterns that need removal
When the path is ready, it’s natural
You’ll know how to proceed
And what roads you need to travel
Let trust be effortless
It’s not laziness or trying to guess
It’s a matter of knowing
How we’re all deeply blessed
Nourished by this rest
And prepared for what’s next.

Patience and grace to you all out there as we continue to navigate the strange unknowns.


Speak Up/Vote/Life Is Short

A series of poems from various timelines, all with the same theme – VOTE! and being mindful of how that vote affects our fellow beings, human and otherwise, and the planet.

Speak Up
To speak up or be silent
In the face of injustice
The muddy roots have been stirred
Change and fierce opposing notions
Knocking on every door

Will you lie down and wait
Will you fill up with hate
Will you call on goddess great
Will you call out these men of state

Stand up and be heard
Vote with your word
Pray the highest good
Unfolds as it should

Vote, No Joke!
Better vote, it ain’t no joke
Better get woke before we go up in smoke
Decisions they make, well they misspoke
Risks they take find us broke

Better vote, it ain’t no joke
Words so fake as they build this hoax
Lives at stake as they burn our notes
Worlds may break unless we cast our votes

Before we’re deeper in the ditch
Before they make another switch
Before they tear another stitch
Before the rich just get more rich


Life Is Short
This governing body
Does not govern my body
I’m no object to control
I’m a living breathing soul

The truth will be told
I know the lies you’ve sold
A human’s heart of gold
Has been left out in the cold

They keep driving this rift
But there’s gotta be a shift
They try to keep us separated
With lies they instigated

But we, the people are stirring
Waking up, shaken and burning
We’ve been activated
We won’t be underrated

Truth gets elevated
We won’t be sedated
We won’t be relegated
To the hate you’ve paraded

Life’s too short to fall for that bait
Love’s too strong and needs no debate
The time is now, we can no longer wait
The time is ripe to seal our fate

Every Last Vote

Stories we’re told vs truth-facts-bones

Inspired by current events; by AOC’s riveting speech; by Hannah Gadsby’s Nanette program; by Paul Joseph’s (@thepauljoseph) educational course on 5 million years of Black History; by R.R. Shakti’s course and talks on mythology/Herstory/history.  And by life itself.

There’s a lot that we’re just told
That we’re forced to uphold
While the truth gets buried in the fold
Ancient bones left in the cold

Constructs that we’re told to live within
And subconscious things we believe in
Not essential truths
No elemental proof

In fact, there’s loads of evidence
That show a different existence
Yet we trudge along in acceptance
Borderline indifference

To flagrant injustices that are constantly thrust upon us
And it all comes back around to something simple and profound
That we all deserve to be happy and free
To live life with love, without suffering

But the power and greed
Of a small percentage who agree
That more is what they need
While others starve and bleed

This sad faction so diseased
With empty hearts and karmic deeds
They control everything
Or so it seems

Well are the tides turning?
Are we fruitless in our burning?
Are we condemned to ever-yearning for an existential unlearning?
Will their karmic debts finally come to a head?
Will the collective soul be fed before we leave this planet dead?

I have to believe in the hope of the heart
That there is good left, enough to build an ark
To acknowledge the pieces we’ve torn apart
To make peace with ourselves would be a good start

Leo Moon, fun with new camera phone lenses