Tonight, she draped herself with a white, blue and grey star strewn shawl. Counted 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and proclaimed that we had given her a proper welcome. Hail Moon.
3 older ones to our magick.
Thank you Mother for listening to our work. Thank you Mother for listening to our hopes. Thank you Mother for making it possible to be who we are; strong, unafraid and ready.
Good night my lovelies, sweet full moon dreams.