🌝FULL MOON SPELLS

🌕May you fall off the map of inherited coordinates.

🌕May you allow your sky to be filled with preposterous clouds.

🌕May you fiddle a tune with the Vast and Beautiful Uncertainty.

🌕May your starfish imagination stretch beyond its rusty cages.

🌕May you dance your sacred grief and woo your radiant rage into its nest of love.

🌕May you conspire to be a buzzing, quaking menace to the status quo of the paradigm of fear and regime of domination.

🌕May you write a lust letter to your Wild Purpose.

🌕May you wake up the narcoleptic cosmic stories living in your bones.

MODEL: Full Cold Moon over Mountains, Mojave Desert