Happy Full Moon in Libra

Friday, April 15, 2022

Happy Full Moon in Libra April 16  at 1955, UTC from Cassandra, Debi and Caity.

Though the moon shines golden this is called the Pink Moon after the pink blooms of a wildflower in eastern North America called, the moss phlox or moss pink. Among the Algonquin people the moon is named Breaking Ice moon as frozen streams start to melt  or among the Dakota the Moon when the geese begin laying eggs. This is  a reminder of the first eggs after winter placed on the shrine of Ostara the Norse Goddess of spring on the Spring Equinox- or according to Eastern European tradition eggs decorated by the Virgin Mary to delight baby Jesus. 

A moon for the restoration of harmony of hope, the end of suffering in Ukraine and other war-torn lands; new life bringing the pandemic and other endemic diseases under control; the pink moon is this year the Paschal Full Moon marking the first Sunday after full moon after Spring Equinox as Easter Sunday.

In many lands and religions this is the time of regeneration, rebirth and growth to replace decay and what has been lost.

Balanced Libra ruled by wise angel Zuriel helps soothe fear, promises we can find a way through these dark times; a reminder that under the pink moon through the ages other dangerous times have been illuminated by the shimmering moonbeams of the kindness, not of the great and inglorious, but ordinary people who reach hands across the sea and to those in the next street to those who have nothing or experience dire loneliness.

 A moon not for seeking excitement and change, but stability in health and peace, so all have a safe home, a land free from bombs, weapons and hunger and that children can run free and laugh once more.

Wherever we are in the world we look up at the same lovely moon and this moon month do not for wish for irrelevancies, luxuries or frivolities, but for positive action that when we next see the full moon< the world will be a better happier place and none may walk in fear.

Shine on lovely moon, already in the sky waiting her grand entrance, grant us the light to create and recreate the beauty humans daily despoil.

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