August 5, 2014
Dearest Baby, dearest Moon Goddess,
In your shimmering silver rays I sway in ebb and flow. People ask if I “just want to get it done with.” I don’t feel that way at all. I cherish every moment that you are within me, silvery Moon child. Little lion horse. Yet I am so curious to see you finally! I so want to hold you in my arms. To have your father nuzzle against your infinite beauty.
I’m five days past my “due date.” Such a strange time of waiting and patience. The exercise of being out of control. I feel ripe, to release. Others see it in me too. In my belly. In my eyes. Yet the baby is comfortably seated inside.
I’ve had two nights with contractions. One on the new moon, one on the quarter moon. Sunday is the August full moon. Will she come then?
Shining Moon Goddess, one above and within, mysterious one, Mother Divine, I summon your help, now! Come to me! Come to my aid! Bring our moon tide, our Selina, on your waves, in your flow. I bask in your night. I rely on your delicate, strenuous strength to open me like a flower, to release this babe safely into the world. I hold this vision sacred, unto your mysterious waxing shape.