This month, I give thanks and pay moforibale to Dos Aguas, Yemaya and Oshun as I step out to meet the Full Sturgeon Moon tomorrow night. May the silver light of the satellite that governs the tides shine and touch those who most need it. May we remember that there are good things left in the world to nuture and cherish – that there is hope to cling to. In these times of frustration and strife, let us have compassion for each other – family, friends and strangers – and let this connect us all and keep us and our spirits lifted. As we lift each other, we in turn are lifted, and the world becomes a little more bearable. I strive to focus on positive thought as often as possible, choosing to navigate around the whorls of chaos and violence reported daily in vivid and often misleading tales. I shall endeavor to lift, and be lifted in return.
We are the masters of our fate; we are the captains of our souls.