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The Night The Moon Burned A Hole In The Sky                               
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One night, as i was walking, walking under the full moon, the moon caught fire, and burned a hole in the sky.  The hole in the sky, reflected the hole in my heart, the missing piece from my soul, the part of me that is finally moving from behind the shadow of the sun.  And as it does, it burns away layers of not-me, so what is left, shines like a new moon, and burns like a full one, screaming across a prismatic sky, my butterfly spirit rides the winds coming off the burning sky, and takes flight amongst the dark branches that weave a web of broken glass across the paint splattered night.  The transfigured night has changed me, and i will change it right back, because, what are we in this world but the reflection we cast in each other's eyes, and which is reflected back to us?  We are who we imagine ourselves to be, when we are alone, but we are also who others think they see when they talk of us, in other places.  The night the moon burned a hole in the sky, i became whole.  I became the butterfly fairy princess i've always known in my heart i was, but never had the courage to dream i could be.  But flitting around the black branches, against the velvet sky, an orange disc, burning green flames, like broken glass the sky tumbles and falls, and the moon fissures in smoke, just as our preconceptions and preconceived notions of what society thinks we are and who we
should be go up in flames when we listen to the beating of our own heart.  It's so loud outside, and inside, and inside our own minds, we can't always hear it, or find it.  But the night the moon burned a whole in the sky, the beating of my own heart was all i could hear.  

Butterfly witch, dark fairy princess, i turn toward the flaming moon in the sky and fly right to it's heart, so that i too, may transfigure, into the girl i was born to be.  Born to be.  Born to be.  Not made, not unnatural, but born.  There were those who thought it was "unnatural" for the moon to be burning a whole in the velvet sky, but then, there it was, happening. There were those who tried to pretend that what was happening before there eyes was not really there.  It is they who fell thru the hole in the sky into their own private chambers of torment, where they are forced to live by their own, stultifying rules, missing out on so much the Goddess Moon gave us to love - rules that weren't even theirs, but that belonged to someone else, who died long ago; rules designed to keep the powerful in power, and the powerless busy keeping each other within the lines, they didn't have breath to stop the powerful from sucking the very life from their blood.  

But the moon goddess has given us a different kind of power, that wealth cannot buy, a kind of abundance that allows us to create and re-create ourselves, to create a cocoon, in which we can burn away all the rules that were made by someone else to oppress us, and within that cocoon we grow and be, and become.  And in the becoming is knowledge, knowledge of Self, which for some of us can be more frightening then a burning moon in a velvet sky - but also, so powerful, that when the flames die down, the world becomes ours.


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