I never knew why but the moon was always a part of my very existence. I am always drawn to a full moon. It’s like a calling. Soft gentle whispers that startle yet influence your mind to just stop and look. A sight so beautiful, if I were a wolf, you’d hear me howl. You’d feel the moonlight cast shadows and transform your reality into a projection of self realization. You transform. You feel lifted and transform. The moon harnesses.
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I’m a daughter, sister, wife and mother. I’m an observer and I make mental journals about the lessons life has taught me. Now I’d like to pen them down. View all posts by Andromeda