The Land Greeting The Full Moon!

Tonight with the full snow moon, a lunar eclipse and a comet passing on the night sky all at once, I remember another incredible full moon rising over Santa Fe, New Mexico about 5 years ago. The poem below, Forget My Face, came out of the Land to greet the moon and speak to the soft gusts of wind. My skin still remember the warm air gently licking my body. The Land in this area has a very soft feminine character, and is know for having inspired artist for hundreds of years. This is how it is with certain places. It is what the Land holds that comes through us as human beings, if we let it. Some will have to listen intently for it to emerge, others will have it emerge through them instinctually maybe even without them knowing that it is the Land speaking through them. 

Even though this land is eminent with the soft feminine it is also dessert land, harsh land and barren land. The soft feminine with her amazing dessert blooms in the full moon light also holds another reality of aridness and dry seeds unable to sprout unless the rain will grace it at some point. In other words this land cannot bloom unless the Beloved, who is the creator of all, decides to send the blessing of rain upon it.

So from one full moon to the next I share this poem of the Land with you tonight!

Forget My Face

Beloved,

I am but wet paint

for your brush

yielding

to your creating stroke

Paint my breasts

to become the mountains

My face

to become the night sky

Let your brush

smear my torso

to mix with the sacred Earth

Make my womb

a place of birth

for flowers,

that carry your scent

Color my legs

to honor my Ancestors 

and let my feet

be the roots,

that mix with theirs

Forget me 

as I become

the fabric of existence 

but find me again

in the night

of your eternal light

© MajBrit Jo Arnested