It was a full moon last night. My eight-year-old daughter religiously put her shoes by the front door for the Full Moon Fairy to deliver money by morning. I’m not sure where she was introduced to this tradition, but it doesn’t much matter. It is about hope and magic - two beautiful elements of childhood that get diluted as we grow.
Hope is important. It can hold you up, center you, move you forward, or calm you down. Hope is desire. It can be as light as a breath blowing out a birthday candle or from your deepest place inside. Hope is a yearning with a bright light in the middle; it’s a steady glow that brings us energy.
Magic is all about being open. Open to the unknown, to the unseen, to what feels bigger than our intellect can grasp. It is about the unexplained, the mysterious, the serendipitous. You can’t control it. In fact, there’s a greater chance for it to show up in your life if you let go, close your eyes and let it happen.
Hope and magic are about trusting the unseen.
I caught a glimpse of the beautifully round illuminating moon last night. I saw it in its fullness and its softness. I felt its glow.
I invite you to peek at the moon tonight. Breathe energy into your own place of hope. And receive the moon’s invitation to trust. You may even want to leave your shoes at the door.