The second full moon of August, according to the moon gadget on my sidebar, is full tonight. The calendar I have says it won't be full until tomorrow, but She looked pretty full to me so...here She is in all her blue glory. (She wasn't really blue; I had to give that a little 'help').
I call the moon Grandmother because that is what my First Nations ancestors called her. Mother Earth, Father Sky, Grandmother Moon, Grandfather Sun: humans, and all living beings, are connected as family through these four.
Wow..what a beautiful post..thanks for sharing your special wisdom and insights....such a beautiful photo..totally blissful and full of poetry and magic! Magnificent!
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Victoria
Truly a beautiful post. I love hte moon in all its incarnations.
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Always, Queenie
I like the sentiment. Humans and all living beings...
ReplyDeleteSo mysterious! First Nation ancestors,how interesting:)Love to hear about it.Denise
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