Sunday, June 7, 2009.  It was a beautiful full moon last night. It rained here much of the evening, so I didn’t see the moon rise over the east pinewoods until after 10:00pm.  I walked around outside for a bit in my rain poncho and rain boots and, when the rain would let up, I’d look up at the sky and watch the moon.  It’s my monthly ritual, every full moon, rain or shine: keep track of the full moon as it moves across the night time sky.  I do a burning bowl ceremony each full moon as well.  I write a note about anything I am ready to be free of for the next 28 days and I do a symbolic burning of the written note in my chimenea, signalling the beginning of the new 28 day cycle until next full moon. 

Earlier in the day, I’d moved the chimenea so it would be under cover of the big oak in case it was raining. I made a small fire and did my thank yous for the past 28 days in recognition for what has been gifted to me.  I reviewed the few notes I had written, and gave each to the flame, one by one.  I could hear steps behind me and looked to see my big Maine Coon kitty Izzy standing in the rain with me.  My poncho is pvc and his is his long, thick, triple fur.  He can barely feel the rain and he likes to attend at the burning bowl ceremonies. He likes to think he anchors the male energy.