This tea wisdom inspired a poem on the full moon, the full Flower Moon of May.
Last year, I put together a protection pouch for my car. It came in handy last weekend when my car was stolen and promptly found unharmed in minutes. Thank you Marathon County Police Department. To clean and recharge with good energy the items in the pouch, it has been sitting under the full flower moon for three nights. Today it is ready to go back in my car.
Likely you are wondering what goes in a protection pouch: eggs shells, dried sage, cinnamon stick, black tourmaline, and clear quarts tied in a cloth pouch that I embroidered with a protection sigil.
It can’t hurt to have something that attracts safety. Enjoy the poem and notice the moon.
Full Flower Moon
Are not flowers the stars of the earth?
– Clara Lucas Balfour.
a misty juicy sky
holding the full flower moon
in a cradle of gray blooms
Moisture and sun and moon
to grow the stars of the earth
to open our pores and breath and eyes
vining in colors and petals
planetarium of the fields
planetarium of the soul
earth and sky our cocoon
transforming us into butterflies