o open your window right now, and listen to the sounds of Outside. Look skywards...the Hunter's full moon is rising tonight. When we were a highly agrarian society, farmers would use this night, one full moon removed from the "harvest moon," to finish gathering in their crops. Look out at your street...is it all lit up? Go gather, gather. Gather up your children. Or your bright ideas. Your heartfelt thanks. Your rosebuds and your wits. Go gather up your soul with your body again, like it was when you were five, completely aligned, and be yourself again. Gather.
o open your window right now, and listen to the sounds of Outside. Look skywards...the Hunter's full moon is rising tonight. When we were a highly agrarian society, farmers would use this night, one full moon removed from the "harvest moon," to finish gathering in their crops. Look out at your street...is it all lit up? Go gather, gather. Gather up your children. Or your bright ideas. Your heartfelt thanks. Your rosebuds and your wits. Go gather up your soul with your body again, like it was when you were five, completely aligned, and be yourself again. Gather.
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