now is the moment…. under the waxing new moon is the perfect moment for seeding dreams, for using her dark, germinating energy to imagine dreams large enough to fill the infinite sky… as a conductor of slaves into freedom on the underground railroad, tubman would sing out “to wade in the water” to keep the freedom seekers safe from those who attempted to capture them… i love this image and have been wading in the waters so that no thing can capture and enslave the dreams of the soul…

may we all dive deeply into the wellspring of our being and create in the rhythm of our dreams…