Apparently parts of the blog-o-sphere are all atwitter with this Full Moon being especially significant, and rushing about planning all sorts of elaborate rituals to honor, tap into, and feed from the energy being generated by the moon’s climax.
And I am sitting over in the corner staring at everyone as if they have gone mad.
I love the moon, don’t get me wrong, but when it comes down to it, I barely keep track of the monthly cycles at all. For years I felt guilty, and like I wasn’t as good of a Witch as others were, but now I just feel meh about it. I’ve never done a Wiccan ritual to honor or worship the moon, or really set up a devotional practice that included our celestial cousin thus far.
As beautiful as the moon is hanging in the night sky, I just don’t understand the hooplah about it.