I’ve always been aware of the moon — its phase, its arc, its pull. Even more so here at Camp Many Moons!
I gave this place its name for three reasons. 1. It was the nickname my brother gave me. 2. It suggests a Native American connection. 3. I want the retreat we’ve developed here to last a long time — not just for me, but for my extended family.
Lately, I’m recognizing a fourth reason. I feel a connection to the moon, and always have, in both urban and rural locations. I look for it, and at it. Sometimes it soothes me and sometimes it disturbs me. When it waxes, I feel expectation and energy. When it wanes, I feel sadness or even trepidation.
Is that weird, or natural? Some people would say this reaction exposes my horoscope sign, Cancer, which is supposedly “ruled by the moon.” Maybe, maybe not. Like many things I can’t prove, I neither dismiss nor embrace it. But I can’t dismiss the symbolism.
Symbolically, the moon represents rhythm … of a woman’s cycle, of the seasons, of human development, and of time. And I think the moon links us to nature in a way that we have largely ignored – not just physical nature, which is special enough, but also our own nature. Human nature. So often inspiring, but sometimes disturbing. Constantly moving to the next phase. Cyclical. In its way, predictable. After years of seeing the disturbing side of human nature, I find that comforting.
Tonight is a moonless night at Camp Many Moons, but I have these photos to remind me of what will return. Even the darkest night will end. There will be another full moon! Just wait….