New Consciousness Review Fall 2016 | Page 61

INSPIRATION HEALTH What does it mean to be made of cosmic shimmer? Whispers of visions tease us, dreams light up our sleep, oracles unveil the extraordinary. Star Muses birth poems, songs, altars. Imagination turns the corner, glittering with surprise. Inexhaustible currents of healing radiate love and renewal. The Power available to us as Star people is given real world engagement, as our writers and artists grapple as well with dark matter. Women, rising up from the black hole of patriarchy, are fixing things, dancing away violence, empowering each other in the face of oppression. And from the depths of personal disappointments, comes nonetheless affirmation that discomfort is a growthful edge. “The holes rent in my heart are merely windows/with new ways to look out” (Nell Aurelia). Downsides: Yes, our precious blue planet is on the downslide of climate change. As I write, the North Pole is 50 degrees above normal. Cataclysmic storms of water, fire, wind swirl havoc on every continent. We do actively adore our home-rock. “To touch lichen growing on bark brings us to our knees” (Sandy Eastoak). We care for Earth as best we can—live green, conserve blue—and in the long long view, know that She too rides the cyclic waves of birth, life, death, renewal into mystery. The 61 | NEW CONSCIOUSNESS REVIEW multi-dimensional universe will be Earth’s grave, as it was her cradle, and Her particles will float into new beyonds. Those cycles in our own biological rhythms take us From Dust to Dust in Moon XI. A mother celebrates her child. “You came naked on the backs of the celestial storks...Through tumbleweed and milky way,/Starspray and mothers milk” (Emily Kellb). A woman sings of her now heaven-bound mother; a woman longs to revere her great-grandmother’s bones. Ashes to ashes, Return Return. She who weaves the Night Sky unravels the warp, re-invents the woof. We’Moon 2017 invites us to know: at the deep center of the Star archetype, there is Calm. In classic Star card imagery a woman gives herself healing in sacred water—liquid StarDust. “Star Wars”? No. The elixir of Peace is the ultimate Star gift. Meditation, quiet embrace of natural beauty, exquisite compassion for all beings. These are constellations of the Inner Night Sky, as limitless as the far reaches of time/space out there in immensity. In here, in the universe of the heart, on our intimate planet-home, may The Unconditional Love Force be with us. Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star, That is Really Who You Are.