Black Moon

I had a dream. I woke up in tears. My dreams have been all over the place since my birthday. And this New Moon is in the 12th House - the subconscious, the unknown, the deep seas.

Today I woke up in tears, and hours later I’m still sensitive. It is a Black Moon - a very rare occasion, when in a season there are four newmoons, and this is the third. This happens in every 33 months.

I had a dream.

My dreams have been all over the place since my birthday. And this New Moon is in the 12th House - the subconscious, the unknown, the deep seas.

Last night I dreamt. About a boy. Young man.

He was on my mind in the last 2-3 years.

We met at the same place as with M.

M. is a Viking God, a Wolf King. We are free. But we have certain rules.

This one is a Lion and an angel-face. We kissed once.

But this is against those certain rules and it caused a mess back then.

I am over it, and it’s okay.

But last night I did a cleansing ceremony and I asked the dark moon to purge everything out of me that is not my Soul’s Path, or blocks me from manifesting God’s Plan. And I cried when I woke up, because I had to let Angelface go - again.

It's a symbol. He is eventually a symbol.

And this new moon is ripping away those layers and aspects that want an easy way out. Or a back-stair.

I'm not sorry. I wanted this. I want every cell of me to be fully committed to our UNION and purpose with M.

And - I had no idea - but this still was in the way.

And that part of me thinks that we need to grieve freedom. But no silly, you are grieving a false timeline. And that’s okay.

But it still hurts. And parts of me are grieving something I did not know still exists in my body somewhere.

So I cry a little

and move on.