Today's a second full moon this month and the last blue moon until somewhere in 2018. A full moon's not a dull moon. The birds outside are now gathering and loud as they were last evening, making the trees sound like hummingtrees. Can we really ascribe magical powers to these galactic phenomena, does whatever alignment in whatever sign of the Zodiac bear any merit on our behavior, whether we're aware or conscious or letting our subconscious take the reign.
Life is what you make it. And sometimes all you need and care for is the notion that the tides and flows are a repetitive reoccurring reassuring mechanism, driven by laws of nature as we are driven by laws of our own.
To keep our soul free from convention and our spirit afloat, always, is the only magic I'd ask for this moon to bring forth.
