I have to say that this new year has already started off on a slight wrong footing. There was no reset button. A lot of people feeling the stress of entering a third year of covid were a bit hesitant to embrace the new year. I’ve been trying to use my word of the year (“joy”) to orient me. However, many people want to block such an endeavor. Some purposefully. Others, unknowingly as it is within their nature to do so.
In a way I feel that its all been leading up to tonight. The first full moon of the year. It is called wolf moon. It has such a name because it comes about in the dead of winter when people would hear starving wolves howling at the moon. It’s a bit spooky and intriguing. Perhaps we should have a global primal scream tonight and release all that energy that has been tightening ever so more within us. It would be a cathartic release for many and hopefully serve as a reset.
In folklore and mythology the wolf moon event is supposed to set in motion a time for introspection. We are to take a step back and reflect on what is driving us. The wolf is hungry. The wolf is signaling to others. We can sit and stare at the moon and think forward. Where do we want to be during the next wolfmoon. Which hunger will rise to the top.