…as are we.
The Sabian symbol for this month’s New Moon at 15° Aries is An Indian Weaving a Ceremonial Blanket in the Light of the Setting Sun.
As Dane Rudhyar reflects on this imagery in his book, An Astrological Mandala, he muses about spiritual seekers being “robed in the Universe…the Great White Robe of interwoven stars.”
Weaving my story with this New Moon, I conjure the warmth and comfort of my woolen blanket on a chilly May dawn so many years ago, and yet, here, now. The juniper in my circle of prayers casts its twisted shadow on the rocky earth as the Moon’s silver light bathes the backs of buffalo mothers and babies, dark cocoa and cinnamon, grazing on fields winking with mica. In that timeless moment of contemplation and surrender, what was, is, and would be coalesced into a heart-stopping void of grace and awe.
We are all robed in interwoven stars, weaving our way together. Every thread we’ve touched, lived, breathed, spoken, held, loved, laughed, rejected, grieved, and released is part of our living and evolving tapestry. As is every thread that waits for us to grasp it.
Here’s to weaving our lives with open hearts across time and space, for the love of all that is life.
With timeless blessings,