Solstice full moon

spring treesI wish I could say I was in tune with the seasons, the phases of the moon, the tides and the earth faeries. But in truth, I’m farther away from that than before, now that I’m living so close to the equator. The day-length doesn’t change appreciably month-to-month. The Big Island feels pretty much the same year-round, though with bigger waves in winter, and a new set of trees to learn about, blossoming in spring. I actually have trouble remembering what month it is. Or maybe that’s old age. I often talk trash about young people today being glued to their phones and not appreciating or understanding nature. Aside from beach-walking, I really have no room to talk.

That’s why one of my recent resolutions is to “connect with Mother Earth in a real way more often.” Moon cycles and seasonal changes would be a good start. And you can’t get closer to that than a full moon on the Summer Solstice.

IMG_5565Dianne and I picked Kristan up from the airport last night around 8:30 pm. While waiting for her, we saw the moon rise over the volcanoes and through the clouds, with the lights of Kona below. On the way home, the sky cleared, and Dianne had the brilliant idea of stopping at the beach to view the moon. So we snuck into Anaeho‘omalu Bay (it was after-hours for the public beach), slipped quietly across the now cool sand, took up stations on lounge chairs, and began our moon-bathing.

IMG_5570We chanted ohm continuously for about 20 minutes. We listened to the ocean behind us, lapping onto shore like the heartbeat of the sea. We heard a coconut falling at a distance. We deeply breathed in the salty air. We brought our island sisters into our circle, if only through thinking about them or calling them. We waited patiently for someone to walk by so we could ask them to take a picture of us. (Really? Who did we think was going to stroll by?) Of course, no one did, so Dianne got her phone camera out.

moonbathing on solsticeSomehow the whole thing felt vaguely Wiccan: women chanting, connecting with Mother Earth and the moon, moon-bathing and meditating. Being outside so late at night was a stretch for me too. And I realized I was fulfilling another of my resolutions: create deeper meaning in my life through experiences with my circle of women.

An hour later, as we carefully made our way back to the car, I reminded Dianne that Diana was the Goddess of the Moon. Goddess; somehow it fit last night.

 

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About Diane Scheurell

I'm a writer and author. Check out my book, Manifesting Paradise on Amazon, and my blog, ManifestingParadise.com. I talk about Hawaii and the transformation tools I used to achieve my dreams.
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4 Responses to Solstice full moon

  1. Malia True says:

    I’m sorry I missed that one. I wish I could have been there.

  2. Donnaa says:

    What an awesome time you had! I love the Moon!, I wish we were neighbors, we’d be hang-around buddies. Love and miss you Diane.

    • Dear Donna, Awesome is the right word. I was awed to my core. I’d love to hang with you. It’s one of the bittersweet aspects of making long-distant friends: not enough face-time. Give my love to Bob and Andrea. Blessings at the Beach, Diane

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