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Lizzie Swift's avatar

Jamie, I don't feel I belong in the comments section of your always astonishingly beautiful writing, because I am usually left without words after reading your words. I don't know what to say. But that is testament to the power of your writing. So. If all I leave is a heart, please know it is a most heart-felt one.

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Deborah Gregory's avatar

Jamie, this is ab-soul-utely exquisite … a lunar symphony! For every word, every line of your ode doesn’t just speak to Mother Moon, but listens deeply for Her in the silence between tides. Wow! You’ve woven myth, memory, longing and deep revelation into a tapestry that shimmers with salt and shadow, dark chocolate and wine! This isn’t just storytelling and poetry, it’s devotion. A soul’s offering.

And I love, love, love how your Luna isn’t just a distant celestial body but a living archetype Here, a mirror, a muse, a mystery. She’s felt deeply in the marrow, tasted in the brine, glimpsed in the fleeting curves of disappearing reflections. And you, dear poet, are Her witness. Her scribe. Her lover. Her companion in the dark.

Also thanks so much for reminding us that to love Mother Moon is to accept Her phases, Her absences, Her presence, Her wildness. Her whole fluid, cyclical, elusive nature. That to know Her is never to possess Her, but to meet Her only in the moment … however brief, however elusive.

Through my archetypal lens, I note that Luna becomes the living symbol of the unconscious with Her phases echoing our own inner tides, Her absences reminding us of the fertile void where, again, our own transformation begins. I love how she shimmers as Anima, how She dwells in the inner world. She who guides us through our dreams, our longings and into the sacred unknown.

Honestly, your ode feels like a dialogue with Her, a courtship with the soul’s own reflection! I'm so impressed! And I’m going to return again and again, for one cannot digest such richness in one sitting alone. Believe me when I say: I’m wholly inspired!

Ah, so you’ve left your laughter in a tin can by the window. She’ll come by. She always does … for those who know how to wait with wonder. With love and soul-ar reverence from one deeply moon-touched poet to another. Full moon blessings. 🙏❤✨

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