SEE THE MOON
“Perhaps
the crescent Moon smiles in doubt at being told
that it
is a fragment awaiting perfection.”
The Waxing Moon – the Moon moving from the
New Moon to the Full Moon – is a delightful sight to behold. Though I love to
behold the Crescent Moon in both its avatars – that is, when it is waxing and
waning both – the sight which inspires me the most is when it is waxing… moving
from the New Moon to the Full Moon. In
Astrology, it is believed, that the Waxing Moon period - the 14-day period
during which the Moon moves upward from its infancy – is the time for spells
that attract positive change, love, good luck and growth. It’s also believed,
that this is the time for new beginnings, to conceive ideas, and invoke
blessings.
I have never analyzed this belief, though.
Yes, the Waxing Moon has always fascinated me ever since I remember. I have
found it not only inspiring… I have found it very, very romantic, too!
“See the Moon,” my wife teased me, last
morning, while we were doing our morning walk. As we always walk in opposite
directions, she was coming from East to West and I was going from West to East…
The Moon rested on the Eastern horizon and she had sighted it first… and she
knew how fascinated I had, always, been with a new-born Moon!
“Did you see?” my wife asked me when we
intersected on our next round…
“Yes, yes… Very romantic,” it was my turn to
tease the lady!
Honestly, I do not think, that the Moon, on
its own, can influence my destiny unless I allow it to, unless I want it to.
Probably, a person like me, who always gets fascinated by the Waxing Moon,
unwittingly allows it to shape his destiny…
Is it not the ancient Law of Attraction?
Looking at this baby Moon, my heart yearns for more joy, love, prosperity… It
invokes new ideas and blessings.
“See the Moon.” To me, my wife’s teaser in
the darkness of the dawn, yesterday, is just a metaphor… It contains loads of
meaning. As Jean Ingelow says:
“The Moon looks upon many night flowers; the night
flowers see but one Moon.”
After all, we all
are the night flowers… aren’t we?
GERALD D’CUNHA
Pic.: Memorable Meanders-Blogger
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