Dark Moon Shutters
Art @lafoto_graphica
The dark moon descends like a blanket thrown over us just in time. Drawing the shutters - if you will - on a rampaging last month that arrived with full notice of revolution and then knocked it into the stratosphere. The constant step ball change of retrograde mania. That full on full moon eclipse that tipped us all over its falls. Lifequake after truth bomb after rabid revelation. Tides and tempers peaked and rinsed on repeat. And all as own ready renovations and reckonings - or is that whole life edit - echo and churn.
Xora Neale Hurston wrote that some years ask questions and some deliver answers. Then there are the years that change the questions altogether. That knock out pillars, flip the nouns and verbs, scatter the deck. So much seeds in the chaos, from the expiry dates and not no mores, precisely because of all the wobbling. The thick of it is exhausting and at times utterly devastating. So forgive yourself if you don't know precisely where all this is heading. Or if your desire to stay informed or present has been bested by a need for an uneasy peace that sets you apart from the fray.
The dark moon waits at the out door, offering quiet repose for days. Ready with tea and sympathy, an easy chair by the window that looks over the storm as it sips quietly and sighs deeply. It won't shelter you from the hard questions all these thresholds are posing. It won't hold you safely clear forever but there is treasure in its treacle and dancing shadows.
The dark moon always grants time enough to stitch together your flailing threads. To yawn and muse and stretch like a cat across its days courting the wisdom revealed in repose. To let your visions rest on the sill, still amongst the whirl of the world, biding time before the slingshot of our next solar eclipse.
A dark moon done right is its own reward.
Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own
~ David J Whyte
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Words c. Kerrie Basha 2025