ARIES NEW MOON RITUAL: ARMOR OF LIGHT

It may not be much, but I still know this: consciously surrounding ourselves with unconditional light can help us to turn towards the chaos we fear rather than close our eyes and walk away from it.

Because I believe now more than ever must we keep our eyes wide open and choose to be mindful, choose to care, choose to speak up, and spread the light of peace and love. Every thought rising, every word spoken reverberates into the universe and joins a chorus.

As always, I connect with my own power by being in Nature, hands in the earth, touching trees, picking the last of the Summer figs and fighting the lyrebirds over the zucchinis.

Christo and I have a an afternoon ritual of walking from tree to tree in our orchard, giving each a moment of attention and thanks and admiring their growth and resilience. We have taken great care to plant trees in close proximity, as families, so they can communicate with each other, and share nutrients and mycelium.

It's so clear to me that they protect each other, are connected in raising their crown towards the Sun and growing their roots deeper and deeper into Earth. They are my sentinels, my guardians – woven into my armor of light.

Another way I find helpful is immersing myself into art. Poetry, writing, paintings, exhibitions, theatre – those are always reflections of contemporary events, holding mirrors and able to activate our subtle ethereal body much like Aromatherapy, Yoga, Nature and Meditation. 

I believe it's incredibly important now is to establish and strengthen the spiritual connection to our higher self and the universe – to keep those pathways open and easily accessible. 

My yoga teacher shared this poem in class the other day, and it stirred something in me. A timely reminder to face my own fears and awaken the warrior within, guard my heart with the softest armor of light and hold my line with an open and clear mind.

Here it is, hope you'll love:

UNCONDITIONAL
Willing to experience aloneness,
I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I gain the embrace of the universe;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.

Each condition I flee from pursues me,
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed
Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so,
Who has crafted this Master Game.
To play it is purest delight;
To honor its form — true devotion.

By Jennifer Welwood

With light
Johanna
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