My connection to the moon

My connection to the phases of the moon is strong and I work with the energies everyday in one form or another. 
 
On the New Moon I feel the promise of new beginnings and start new projects.  Feeling her waxing phase of increasing energy building momentum with my goals.  When the energy peaks at the Full Moon I dance on the beach watching her rise and I give thanks to the Gods and my Ancestors for all that I have achieved.  Then, as the energy decreases in the waning phase I work on removing blockages that have been slowing my manifestations and then reaching the depths of the Dark Moon when the Ancestors are close I connect and obtain wisdom from them.
 
On a daily basis I connect to the energy, and let it flow through my life, through my body and always allowing the magick to happen.
 
Working with the phases of the moon is a natural process, one that connects us to a long line of Ancestry.   In times past it was just a part of everyday life however in this busy society many of us have forgotten that special connection.  The connection of moving through the cycles, waxing and waning, attracting and releasing.
 
Everyone knows about the energy of the moon.
When there is a glorious large and shining moon in the sky, if people are outside and glance at its glory, they take it in, look at it with awe, even if it is only for a second.
Fisherman fish by the phases of the moon.
Gardener’s plant and harvest by the phases of the moon.
Outdoor events can be planned around the full moon to provide more light.
Hospitals report more incidents around the full moon.
The oceans tides are connected with the moon.
Whether you are a witch or not, you know the energy of the moon.
All of our Ancestors at one time, long past lived by the phases of the moon.
Whether you realise it or not, this ancient knowledge is held with you.
This wisdom and knowing flows in your veins. 
Held within your bones.
Is in your DNA. 
It is a part of you.
 
This is why it only made sense to have the phases tattooed upon my skin.
 
My nieces boyfriend is an amazing tattoo artist.   For years, he has been encouraging me to book an appointment with him to get a tattoo as I have always expressed my interested but because I am a scaredy cat and terrified of pain, I have always said yes I will, and never actually made the appointment.  However around last Summer Solstice we settled on a date, the 5th March, just a few days after my birthday.
 
I was so nervous, again, thinking it would be an extremely painful process.  Leading up to the appointment many people shared their ‘painful’ stories with me and when I told them I planned to get it down my spine they would look at me and laugh for a minute and then reiterate how much it was going to hurt.
 
I was a little worried, as while I was getting tattooed I wanted to be able to go within and pray to the Gods to dedicate this piece of art to them.  To magickally infuse the tattoo.
 
When I woke the morning of my appointment I was so nervous but this quickly turned to excitement as I arrived at Damon’s studio in Sylvania.   The moment I walked in I knew this was going to be a beautiful experience.  There was a kind of magick within the studio.   A vibe that I immediately resonated with.   The studio was adorned with amazing sketches on the walls, plants, art pieces etc.  So enticing to the eye.   After sitting and chatting for a little, it was time to get on with it.   Damon placed the stencil on my back and sat at his chair looked and said, ‘are you ready?”
 
I laid upon the bed and in a moment the nerves returned.  It was as if I remember that yes, this is probably going to hurt.
 
With anticipation I lay waiting.  He said, ok, I’m going to start now, and I was pleasantly surprised that it was not painful, just uncomfortable.   I likened it to being scratched on a sunburn.

So, as I layed on the table, I went within and dedicated my tattoo to the Gods.  
 
Within my mind I sang songs to the gods, I visualised my Ancestors standing around the table watching the process.  I visualised the ink being imbued with magick marking my skin.  I remembered all the nights I have spent dancing and swimming under the light of the Full Moon.

I remembered the rituals I have held, and the little magick moments.  There were certainly moments when being tattooed it was more uncomfortable than others, and yes, after a couple of hours there were parts that started to become painful, but I dedicated that pain to the Gods.
 
As I felt him work on each phase of the moon, I would connect to that energy.  It was such a beautiful process and I am forever thankful to him for not only being the amazing artist he is to place such a beautiful piece upon my skin, but the fact that this moment, I was surrounded by family.  Damon, my niece and my amazing son who came with me to support me.
 
With the moon phases now tattooed down my spine, I can literally say that my connection with the phases of the moon is literally the backbone of my magick.
 
I now want more, and thinking I will make it an annual birthday present to myself.
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The only question is, what will I get next.

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