A Blue Moon rises tonight, and the air is utterly still beneath an even bluer sky. If the moon is said to grant a wish, then this rare blue moon will grant you three. Time to leave the house as the evening flowers bloom, to walk under jasmine, through night-scented stock, and stand facing east as she rises. Ignore the midges and the dogs on hill that bark at the uncanny but palpable rising of her tide. Wait as if time means nothing, for the first touches of light. Make your wishes and listen for owls, listen for those same dogs to change their pitch, for the crows in the copse behind you to swirl up suddenly into a messy chorus of karks, and know that the Blue Moon has heard every thing you wished for: the said and the unsaid.
Be sure to say thank you.
Here’s a beautiful song especially for this very special Full Moon: Laleh – Speaking of Truth.