I see the moon

It was a full moon on March 1 as I was writing this. There also will be a “blue moon” in March this year, meaning a second full moon in a calendar month.
My mother used to sing a song to Aimee, my eldest daughter, when she was little. My mother may have adjusted the lyrics slightly, combined a couple of verses together, but this is how we remember it (and I doubt very much if Robert Meredith Willson would mind my mother taking artistic licence with his song):
I see the moon, the moon sees me
Over the mountain, over the sea
Back where my heart is longing to be
Back to the one I love.
A full moon is thought to bring us awareness and clarity, but one must be in a calm state to reap the benefits of the moon. Meditating during a full moon, outside under its light, can harness a calm and understanding that seems to go to our very cells, or so I’ve read.
A full moon also is said to propel writers to have a deeper connection with his/her writing (one can only hope).
The downside, “experts” say, is that our personality defects can be enhanced by a full moon, hence the unusual circumstances that bring people to the emergency rooms in great numbers when the moon’s light is full.
The Fundy tides surge and swell during a full moon, often spilling over. The power of the moon is visible.
There are more theories and stories and myths about a full moon than one would want to bother counting, but I find a full moon calming and restorative. It makes any problems that I think I might have shrink and become hardly worth bothering about.
I leave my blinds up on a full moon night and let the light wash into my bedroom and wake me, if I happen to be asleep, so I can go out on the deck (weather permitting) and soak up that glorious light.
The light from that magnificent moon can unite those separated by geography, as you both stare up in wonder and send your very best wishes and thoughts to float on those beams of light to find their way into the heart of the other.
The next full moon is March 31. So be ready.
Science says the sun is the past, the earth is the present, and the moon is the future. Perhaps this is why we gaze at it; our breath halted as we bathe in its light and imagine all the possibilities that are yet to come.
If we miss it, if the clouds obstruct our view, if the rain keeps us indoors, take comfort. Another one is coming.
wendistewart@live.ca

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