Tell me what you feel in your room when the full moon is shining in upon you and your lamp is dying out, and I will tell you how old you are, and I shall know if you are happy.
~ Henri Frederic Amiel, Swiss philosopher, poet and critic (1821-1881)
Well, Mr. Amiel, I am not sure what you might divine about me, but the splendid Lady Luna roused me this morning just as She came into Her fullness at 5:21 a.m. Shining in our north-facing bedroom windows, splashing silver all across the woods and hills behind our house, I could not turn away.
Sweet Lady in Her own ruling constellation of Cancer, this is the Full Moon of ultimate lunar power. The seeds planted in the dark endings of Sagittarius now are fulfilled, having crossed the Solstice threshold.
Full Moons are always important to Witchy, Goddess-y people like me. But I especially love this Full Moon. A Full Moon occurs in the sign opposite where the Sun is, so when the Sun is in Capricorn, the Full Moon is in Cancer.
Not only is my Sun sign Cancer, but this Moon’s dynamic mirrors my own parents: my mother was a Capricorn, and Daddy is a triple Cancer (I know, right?).
Astrologer extraordinaire Rhea Wolf offers her wisdom about this Moon:
How are you holding up? The past few weeks have been full indeed: devastating acts of violence, the bustle of holiday gatherings, the end of the 5th cycle of the Mayan Calendar (without an apocalypse), and the sweetness of people coming together all across the world for prayer, ritual and celebration of the rebirth of the Sun God (or the birth of the Son of God).
This entire year has been an education in just how many times my own heart can break – and then it opens even more. More light comes through just when the darkness seems the deepest.
This Full Moon in Cancer on December 28th will bring its intensifying light to the ongoing Pluto-Uranus square. The days just before and after Full Moons are often wild with emotion. Be mindful of this as you go off to celebrate the New Year.
In our inner work, we want to let our awareness turn to the realm of emotions, home, and unconditional love. Make room for more quiet reflection and exploration of your defenses. Safety – a key concern of Cancerian types – may be on everyone’s minds because of the violence that has broken out in our country this past month.
I have to remind myself as I grieve that there are people all across the world facing such unthinkable horrors every day.
What does it take to feel safe? What is safety? Is it absolute control? Or is it something else, something about letting “the soft animal of your body love what it loves” as poet Mary Oliver writes? Could it be that fiercely loving what we love, without holding back might make us safe?
Some questions for you to consider this Full Moon:
* Do you feel worthy of love?
* What would it take to let love in?
* Who in your life feels like home to you?
* How might emotional expression hold a key to your safety and the safety of others?
* What is your opinion of emotional states like fear, grief, or anger – both in yourself as well as in others?
This is the Full Moon that follows on the heels of the Winter Solstice. So it has been called the Old Moon, or Moon After Yule. It is also known as the Snow Moon, the Hunger Moon, the Crow Moon, and the Wolf Moon. December brings us the first days of true Winter, so this is also the Long Night Moon, since nights are now at their longest and darkest.
The term “Long Night Moon” is also apt because, being opposite the low arc of the Sun on the Winter horizon, the mid-winter Full Moon is taking its highest, northernmost journey across the sky.
So, I will tell you, Mr. Amiel, what I feel in my room when this Full Moon is shining in upon me and my lamp is dying out. I want to dance to Her music that echoes in the halls of ancient memory, that compels me to leave my warm bed and worship.
I gaze at Her and vibrate with Her songs from the skies. I feel the oceanic life force that is attuned to Her across the world, and the dreams of wolves, geese, and humans in every land, redolent with Moon glory. I hear the whispers of the Ancestors, who counted by Her and journeyed their births, marriages, and deaths by Her timing. My heart breaks open before Her shining face: ancient, young, eternal.
Blessings, blessings, blessings.