“Your Moods are messengers, but thinking about them and feeling the will do absolutely no good at all.” -CG Jung
“I don’t want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.” ― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
“Underneath your blackest emotions, far above your brightest wishes, stands a world for you to hold” ― Samael
Associations: The Divine Mother. Women. The inner or secret self. The Soul. Emotions. Fertility. Pregnancy. Childbirth. Instincts. Intimate self. Divining. The Stomach. The Breasts. Monday. Moonstone. Pearls. Aster Flower. Rivers and tributaries. Our collective human memory. Intuition. Feminine divine. Month of July. Summer Solstice. Caregiving. Creator and Destroyer. The Crab. Cancer. 4th house. Angel number 444. St Lazaro. Avoiding disasters. Lunatics and Loco-Motion. Healing done with herbs and Magic. Personal and Collective future. Psychic gifts. Wiccan Lineage. Redemption. Psychometry.
Bad Habits: Putting your bad moods on other people; Bi Polar behavior; harming others
Color: White; Grays; Silver
Visual: Falling backwards into a wide river as it journeys through the mist and onto the Ocean.
Action: Listening to our inner ancient wisdom, nurturing ourselves, and protecting others.
Style: Moon Goddesses wear sterling silver, Moonstone, and Pearls. Flowing gray and white clothes. Big round hats. Silver Hair. Lavender, Light Blue, White hair. Going Barefoot. Child of the Night. Occasionally moody but full of love. Her friends call her Mother Goddess. She has endless creativity and wears lots of Gray and Blue. Comfort is priority and polyester is a sin. Follow her for lessons on hair braiding, sisterhood, and birthing.
Style Icon: Liv Tyler; Stevie Nicks; Frida Kahlo
Movie: New York, I love you; Moon; Little Ms. Sunshine; Girls (HBO); Francis Ha; Juno
Book: The Secret Doctrine by Madame Blavatsky; Running with Scissors
The Moon Says: “I will grant you an intimate connection with all sentient beings, just put your faith in me, and I will protect you.”
Smell: The Night Sky over the Ocean.
When Honored: Expressing your Moods through creative vision rather than letting them control you. Giving yourself an emotional voice. Creative concentration. Feelings of safety and protection. Nourishing something or someone. Cultivation of life. Caring for others. Listening to Mother Goddess within us and protecting others. Working with Children or the Elderly. Nurturing the Earth. Taking responsibility for our moods instead of putting them off on others.
When Dishonored: Pouting. Throwing fits. Carrying a constant load. “FML”. Blaming the Mood instead of listening to the message. Ignoring messages which cause crankiness. Toxic burdens. Depression. Psychotic tendencies. Being a Lunatic. Freak outs. Drinking Binges.
Lesson: Our Moon (sign) will teach us our Spiritual lineage. If we can bring our tradition into fruition through truth and practice we can regain our voice as a powerful teller of our sacred past.
“The full-orbed moon with unchanged ray
Mounts up the eastern sky,
Not doomed to these short nights for aye,
But shining steadily.
She does not wane, but my fortune,
Which her rays do not bless,
My wayward path declineth soon,
But she shines not the less.
And if she faintly glimmers here,
And paled is her light,
Yet alway in her proper sphere
She’s mistress of the night.”
–Moon by Henry David Thoreau
“Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in the woman’s womb only to gather strength, he nourishes himself from this fusion, and then he rises and goes into the world, into his work, into battle, into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy, completion. Woman may be busy too, but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of pleasure in which she is bathed, and a charge of electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb, she is fulfilled, each act of love a taking of man within her, an act of birth and rebirth, of child rearing and man bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act, tobe. But for woman, the climax is not in the birth, but in the moment man rests inside of her.”
― Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934