New Year New Moon New Me

It's my birthday today.

It falls right at the same time people are starting their new year's resolutions and filling up all my favourite exercise classes.

A new year, in more romantic-poetic 

another trip around the sun

it's a time for reflection + for looking forward. It just so happens that both of my new years fall within a few days of each other.

31 has been one of my most unhealthy years I think. My physical + mental health, and hell I'll even throw in spiritual + emotional health hasn't been where I want it to be. Little things get me way too down + I just don't feel in control of my heart + spirit + body in the way that feels like

health.

It's not that there wasn't so many wonderful things this year. But I'm not sure I got to enjoy them to my maximum capacity.

So I'm setting my heart's intentions to regain my feelings of beauty inside + out.

Kyle woke me up this morning with a kombucha + juice + told me that my gifts this year has a theme.

The past year has been full of ups and downs + it got me me thinking about the moon + how it dictates the ups + downs of our tides + provides light in the darkness.
This year, there will be a total lunar eclipse in your birth month which makes this a great symbol for your 32nd birthday.
— KJH, in my unicorn birthday card because unicorns are mystical like the moon

He got me a gold Möbius strip necklace made by a local designer, Wolf Circus, because it is infinite, bending + flowing, like the moon.  (and a moon calendar)

Does this asshole get me or what?

I think I'm ready for a lunar eclipse in my birth month. Coming through a moment of darkness to find light on the other side. A reset.

There are two full moons this month.

Bright + wild. 

Infinite.

And I tried to start this morning with the calming, soothing moon salutation practice. But I didn't read the description closely enough and instead I started with a rejuvenating mystic moon practice. Listening to "Fourth of July" by Sufjan Stevens. It was perfect.

Renew.

 

Happy birthday to me. Girl, go get this.

Shall we look at the moon, my little loon?
Why do you cry?
Make the most of your life, while it is rife
While it is light
— sufjan stevens