Balm of Night

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In the space of night

in the disappearance of earthly delight,

what magic alights

what joy brims bright,

bearing witness as Mother might

to our curious rites,

our sad and longing,

our trembling and holy plights.

What salve the night,

what balm the inner light. – TS xo

 

 

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Our Full Moon

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full moon plush

ready to emerge

into night

 

to blossom forth

to glide across

the sky

 

i, too, find

a fuller experience

of my body

 

a move to

dance and soar

among stars

 

to embrace

the shadows from

the glow of light – TS

Where the Light Lives

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If only our emotions were,
too, perfect symmetries,
elegant meeting places
of colour, texture and shape,
a unity of dark and light,
making breath for the world
of its own resources.
But in that they are not,
I am here in full complexity.
So that I may finally see,
they play and rage within me,
each one awaiting my love
for the gift of understanding.
As the moon rises full,
as the ocean dips and roars,
I, too, will traverse all
of time and space,
swelling with the upsurges,
folding in to soft rhythms
of contemplation,
creating the world of me
from deep inside,
where the light
has always lived. – TS

My Street Japan. Day 7. {Photography Project)

My Street Japan. DAY 7. Tammy T. Stone

My Street Japan. DAY 7. Tammy T. Stone

There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.

  • Matsuo Basho

I usually take my daily photo in the morning, but anticipating the full moon, and having tracked the moon’s course many times, I was lucky enough to step outside to this view tonight! While I find night photography tantalizing and ethereal, I usually photography by day, so this was a lot of fun for me, to see the street coming alive through my lens in a different way.

For us here in Japan, the full moon (and lunar eclipse!) happen tomorrow morning, but for tonight, we have the stunning bright, nearly full moon lending us her glow, so that we may sit in it, and reflect on cycles, and the nature of transience, and feel inspired to know and love ourselves just a little bit better, so that the world as a whole can shine ever brighter.

May we all bask under the magic of this full supermoon, rest easy, and bathe in wisdom, love and compassion!

Who knows if the moon’s / a balloon, coming out of a keen city / in the sky – filled with pretty people?

  • E. E. Cummings