These days around full moon are always charged in energy. For me, it’s a poetic way to remember the acceptance of impermanence. Nothing dark here, just the consciousness of movement and its importance. Being open to accept new energies, new perspectives, finding peace in new desires and their realities. Movement is life, isn’t it ?
Remembering the myth of the Phoenix..
“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm is all about.”