There’s a magic that happens in the moonlight.
But our culture’s obsessed with daylight. Obsessed with:
- And happiness
I can get caught up. I wake up with a heaviness and my immediate response is annoyance that I’m grieving.
I wanted to wake up feeling bright but can’t get there.
So I force a sense of happiness, a fake motivated attitude. And I’d force productivity. Which means that tasks were completed but the result is usually low quality.
I forgot about the magic in the moonlight. The transformations that can only happen in the softness.
If you transplant seedlings in the bright sun, their roots get scorched and they’re less likely to survive.
Moonlight and early mornings are perfect for transplanting. You can still see where you’re digging the hole but the roots stay intact.
So on your dark days, ask yourself: what needs to transform? What am I transplanting in my life?
You don’t have to be the bubbly girl at the networking event.
You can be the quiet poet in the corner contemplating the bittersweetness of being alive.
And don’t get me wrong, I love when I’m a total ass kicking productive badass.
But I also celebrate the moonlight.
Close the blinds. Put on Lemonade and crawl under the covers. Write in your journal. Light a candle.
And even if you have to go to work, put in earbuds with your fav moody playlist, pull on a warm cozy sweater, drink a mocha at your desk, text your best friend to tell her you’re in the dark.
Our lives are supposed to be dark at times. It’s part of your healing curriculum. And it’s the only way certain transformations can take place.
Sending love for the dark,
PS If you want a best friend with a jar full of fireflies and a fully loaded iPod for those dark nights, I can help.
I’ve helped clients struggling with:
- the loss of a family member
- and a dark period in their mental health
I’d be honored to walk beside you. To help you find the humor and lessons along the way.
Book a FREE Sacred Decision Making Session to see if working together is right for you here.