Many of you wrote to say how much you enjoyed my blog post, “Drinking with the Moon” and many of you generously shared your stories. The following is from guest blogger, Julie Pittman:
On the day of the Capricorn Full Moon I kept feeling something tugging at me, filling me with a desire for something… but what? Glancing at the laptop on my big wooden desk, I reached out… and found myself reading your “Drinking the Moon” article. It was just what I was after! Under my kitchen sink sat a very large Mason Jar with a lid that felt perfect. I filled it with fresh filtered Maui water and went back into the night to find a special place to collect my moonbeams!
The next part was the hardest—trying to turn off my inner chatter. What if someone drives by…how long is this going to take… what are those kids doing making all that noise in that room…what about those bills I didn’t pay …why are my dogs barking…sure hope my neighbors don’t come home! But I persisted. I breathed the light of the Moon into every cell of my body, from my toes all the way up to the crown of my head. When I was quite full, the chatter receded. I was feeling very tingly at this point, excited to start my journey.
Touching my right hand lightly on top of the cool metal lid I started circling it slowly around, with all my senses sensing. How beautifully the water sparkled in the jar. Everything around me was being washed in brilliant light, even the crumbling asphalt in the old road by my home. The intensity of the glow grew with each circle as my hand drew around and around the water. After nine circles, I touched my right hand softly with my left and could feel the energy transfer between them. With my left hand I made nine counter-clockwise circles, as the swirling energy kept growing. I formed a triangle with my two hands over what was now a cauldron of energy, and waited.
My only desire was for guidance. I took a deep breath and looked up. There was Antares in the constellation of Scorpio beaming right at me—straight into me! Mesmerized I could only stare back. Instantly we were exchanging energy. The heart of the scorpion bore right into my chest and as I breathed in, my heart swelled and grew warm. I felt so at peace on this big miraculous planet in this gyrating traveling universe. Aaah… through the triangle of my hands, my jar of electrified water was collecting moonbeams by the thousands.
I looked up at the Moon, so soft and wonderful, like a mother’s embrace. Then, one last gift from the cosmos—a cloud floated across the Moon. It looked like a giant flying angel, with wings spread out behind her covering a quarter of the night sky. It took my breath away. I carefully placed the jar in my garden to receive the Moon’s blessings all night long. The next morning, a little after six, I sleepily went out and brought a very cool ‘energized’ jar of water back into the kitchen and set it on the breadboard. My intuitive desire was to drink some right then and there–it felt so alive and so full of energy; instead I waited to share it with my family and friends that charming day.
I poured out precious little amounts into beautiful cobalt blue glasses for my two sons and their girlfriends and child, my big brother Chris, my friend Mike from long ago who used to fix my hot tub, my writing partner Maggie and her whole family with four kids, my ex who I wasn’t too happy with at that time for overstaying his welcome in my home… even him. I never tasted water more refreshing in my whole life.
Night walker, star gazer, music listener, and astrology lover, Julie Pittman has spent years in garden dirt on the tropical island of Maui, where she says she’s “learned a thing or two… well, maybe!”