reveals in the full moonlight
For this love letter, full moon means full disclosure. That means a mix of curiosity, hope, cynicism, snark, inspiration. (Though not in that order, and not in equal balance.)
If you're up for that, read on.
Lately I've been deep in isolation-induced burnout. I'm frustrated. I'm cynical. I'm fucking tired.
At the same time, I recognize that in the past few years I'm profoundly deepened my connection to spirit. I've found deep, powerful spirit gifts and forces and connections, even amidst crushing despair.
It's been amazing. But that work also gets tough in isolation.
Not to mention that living in these times is exhausting. It's strange to live in a time of hypercommunication and hyperconnectivity, and yet the collective be so fragmented and unembodied. I'm maxed out on social media. I'm grateful for the free resource, but those spaces often make me *more* cynical.
Partly because so many things I hold dear are shallowly commodified on social media: spirit work, plant and mineral teachers, ritual. In a paragraph, the significance of rose quartz—rather than the acknowledgement that a stone, like a person or animal or community, contains its own universe.
Or spaces that are all about uplifting and being hopeful.
Before you think I'm all doom and gloom, let me be clear: I believe we all need support and hope and joy and celebration.
AND when I see messaging like "Come to our positive space and leave feeling positive!" – I'm not. feeling. it.
Am I the only one who's not inspired by projections and guaranteed outcomes? I'd love to be in a positive space and leave feeling better. But that container doesn't feel spacious enough to hold the totality of my experience. If I'm having a tough day and I don't feel inspired by the end of the event, I'm even more cynical and disengaged.
I'd prefer to be in a space that welcomes the totality of my experience—where I can feel all my struggles AND tap into hope. But if you tell me I need to focus on the positive, that's also dampening my experience.
Or, my least favorite: yet another nomad mystic with a set of rainbow palm stones for the 7 chakras telling me about the galactic codes they've channeled from the universe. That these universal galactic codes are the key to uploading a new personal operating system that will allow me to Attract(tm) money, happiness, and prosperity. These universal galactic codes, by the way, will soon be copyrighted and...
You get the idea.
I'm not a phone, and I don't need to upload copyrighted software.
You see the pattern. Too much time in not-intentional-enough spaces, and I slide deeper into the isolation vortex.
And I hate it.
So, since late last year, I've been searching for an online community. I want a mix of embodiment, ritual, curiosity, divination, play, connection, sound healing. Something expansive, that allows for everyone's totality of experience. Without projected outcomes, without a required consensus of beliefs or outcomes.
I haven't found anything, though I've kissed some frogs. But I know this can exist, because I've created these kinds of spaces before.
More recently—maybe you know what's coming—spirit has been giving me a lot of nudges about creating this kind of space. A combination of mystery school* and ritual spaces and sound journeys and ongoing conversations.
(*I define mystery school as classes and practices based in nature and the body.)
I want to be in diverse community, in a space of reconnection, reclamation, and re-creation of self, ancestors, and traditions. Of deep listening, where we all ground into our own values and beliefs, integrate wisdom from the group. I want a space that truly supports this time of collective becoming.
I'm slowly fleshing out the structure, which will be all online and in the last quarter of this year: fall equinox to winter solstice.
Please consider this love letter to be a gentle invitation to learn more, if you're curious. Your curiosity will not become my pressure or expectation to join.
Beyond that, I hope you're bathing in blessings from the supermoon.
Peace,
S.
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Siderealchemy
she / they
Reading from a recent 1:1 session, with the cards are in order of being pulled. Though they're place in a line, the client and I agreed that, for her, the Queen of Swords to the Jaguar is definitely an ouroboros.
decks: Luminous Void Tarot, Mystical Shaman Oracle