When Grandmother Moon Comes Near

There has been much ado about the “supermoon” in our local press, but the news falls flat when the significance of the event is discussed. Being the closest heavenly body, our natural satellite, the moon has great influence over the waters, both within our bodies and around the globe. I had to laugh, last night before bed, the weatherman said that the moon would appear 14% bigger and 30% brighter, but the interesting coincidences that have lined up on Earth to coincide with the event are pretty amazing as well. Grandmothers are often charged with bringing reliable enlightenment in dark times, being endlessly kind, compassionate and forgiving. As odd as it may sound, the enlightenment that we are in the midst of on Earth in the Spring of 2012 is coincidentally as much a result of as a reflection of Grandmother Moon’s love for us.

Some will discount this possibility out of hand. After all, who believes in heavenly bodies affecting life on our planet? Well, we do know that tides may be as much as one to six inches higher. Interestingly, a cursory investigation into the distances to the moon at apogee and perigee, as well as “average” distance to the moon still vary considerably. As close as I can tell from my research, the difference between the closest and furthest that the moon comes is about four earth diameters. not much you may say when we consider that the average distance is over 200,000 miles away, but when we look to our ancestors, Grandmother Moon was an integral part of their lives, governing our lives in ways that were at once unexplainable and undeniable as well.

I do not consider it a coincidence that the Japanese would decommission their last nuclear electric generating station on the same day that the Moon approached the Earth most closely. Our benevolent grandmothers can often figure into the unfolding of events in ways that are less visible, or perhaps, just less understood. My own grandmothers continue to influence my life, even the lives of my children who never met them in person. Just as the moon affects life on earth from a distance without virtually any of us having ever touched her surface, her intimate involvement in our lives needs to be honored and respected if only to help us realize that her influence is part of the sacred wheel of life. Her comings and goings may never be understood and may never be pinned down in cold hard fact. Rather, her influence and waxing and waning ability to light our world through the dark times can only be appreciated when we have our own relationship with her.

Unlike my children, who have not had the simple joy of a physical presence called Grandmother, we can each learn to know something about the Grandmother of us all. Many gatherings occur on lunar cycles.  For years, our tipi hosted a full moon women’s gathering. Full moon campfires, and/or drum circles are nearly ubiquitous around the planet. With the fullness of the disc, many of us are called to completion of our undertakings and similarly, the new moon is often associated beginning a new project or phase in our lives. We each can begin a process of letting the Moon inform our development, guide and invigorate our lives. all we need to do is to slow down enough to look up and let it.

The subtle changes that occur over the waxing and waning, the coming and going and the slow creep up and down the horizon at moon-rise and moon-set have been watched and wondered about throughout the ages. Oddly, even our most intimately near “heavenly body” cannot be pinned down, either in knowing the exact distance definitively or the power of her influence on our lives. All I know is that my life feels more complete having taken a little time to just sit in her light, feel her influence and stable, yet variable influence in my life. The regularity with which the sun rises to divide night and day, as well as the seasons would be infinitely more boring and mind-numbingly static if not for the miraculous dance of the moon in our lives.

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About otherfishwrap

One of the last of the Baby Boomers, I remember where I was when JFK was shot. Good story. Born during the Cuban Missile Crisis, my life has been spent studying, practicing skills and attitudes that reflect justice and the sanctity of Earth, Air, Fire, Water & Spirit. Trained as an educator, my life has been devoted to cultural development and social justice.
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