I know some of you reading this blog are playing along with my DAYS e-exploration. The purpose of that little project is to encourage you to pause for just a few minutes each day and align with the energies of the day in an intentional purposeful manner. I’m doing to write a bit about my experiences with each day here, and would love to hear about yours as well.
Mondays are aligned with moony, fluid, divine feminine energy. A day of nurturing and nourishing, intuitive flowing, dreaming and reflecting.
For me Mondays are about noticing rhythms in my life – the natural ebbs and flows and those places where flow seems stuck. What I noticed this Monday was I haven’t made a lot of room in my life this summer for playful fun and whimsy. I’m not sure how that slipped away from me, but surely it needs remedying!
A friend extended an invitation to move-27-things-around-and-shift-the-energy and that’s one of the things I did Monday. In doing so I came across this delightful print I purchased last year but put away thinking I’d hunt down or paint the perfect frame for it. And so it’s been languishing in hiding for quite some time. It’s by Australian artist Mara Girling.
I’ve always loved Edward Lear’s tale:
They dined on mince and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
Dancing under the light of the moon – isn’t that wonderful, whimsical, nurturing, nourishing energy? Perfect for Monday! So last night I sat outside under the moon eating a bowls of locally-grown raspberries and watermelon chunks, knowing my ordinary spoon was indeed transformed into a runcible one. I sat there dreaming. I’m hatching something whimsical deep inside, although I don’t quite know what it is yet. But lots of inspirations came forth for consideration. And there’s a fullness and delight in just that – the inspirations arising without having to decide or commit to anything just yet. Just noticing the flow.
And I sat there under the moon celebrating. Celebrating odd-but-perfect relationships like owls and pussycats. Love. Dancing. Moonlight. Monday.
What did your Monday bring? What did you bring to your Monday? I’d love to hear.