⌘Charge of the Moon⌘

I am She who rides the night skies.

I am She who sings in the tides.

I am She who bathes the hills

in silver, shining bright.

Hold up a mirror to see my face.

Gaze upon still waters.

Chant my name

and I will heed your call.

I am the Maiden of the stolen glance.

I am the Mother of the sacred dance.

I am the Crone who knows

the secrets you hide in the dark.

I am the giver of blessings to those

who look beyond my bright face.

For I am the Moon,

and I am always with thee.

Always.

It is my hope as you read through the pages of this blog, that you remember your own truth and that you allow the wisdom, beauty, and grace within to authentically express itself as sacred.

You are goddess.