It is difficult to find online what the third day of Yuletide is really about. Different sources have different opinions on what you should celebrate. However, one name pops up a few times: Máni, the Norse god of the moon. And it just so happens that the moon is one of my absolute favourite things of all time.
Ever since I was little, I’ve been enchanted by the moon. I could look at it for hours. This hasn’t changed. I still experience moments where I have to tear myself away from the silver-white orb. It’s just so magical to me. I can feel an intense love and admiration when I look at her (yes, the moon is a she for me, sorry Máni). I think I’ve prayed to the moon a couple of times when I was a teenager, before I know what spirituality and witchcraft were exactly. I’ve always been drawn to the mystical, and my love for the moon is a clear indicator of that.
Since the beginning of 2020, I’ve started to do at least one moon ritual each month, without fail. Every new moon, I write down my intentions for the next moon cycle. These can be small and specific, like: “I will clean out my closet this month”, or big and vague, like: “I invite more passion into my life”. And looking back, I think more than 80% of all the intentions I’ve written down have become reality. And that’s not necessarily magic, it’s more attention and action. But it feels great as a monthly ritual. I also sometimes do full moon rituals, but they are less structured and less consistent. Sometimes I think about what I’m grateful for, sometimes I write down what I want to release and burn the paper, and sometimes I just dance to release any stuck energy in my body. Whatever my intuition tells me.
As a woman, the moon also reminds me that I’m a cyclical being. Somewhere buried underneath the contraceptive hormones, is my menstrual cycle. And since my own natural cycle has been rearing its head again this year, I’ve been delving into which phases are in this cycle and how to support myself best during them. I’m almost 30 and I’m learning all of this for the first time. Kind of insane, if you ask me. But it has helped a lot. I allow myself more rest in my luteal phase and plan most of my high-energy, social events around my ovulation. It feels good to allow myself and my energy to wax and wane, just like the moon.
The moon has been a constant companion for me. I just know I will never grow tired of her magical presence, whatever phase she’s in. So, dear Moon, this one is for you.
Tea Time With Amber 