The Moon - 18


The magickal, mystical moon is aptly portrayed in Robin's depiction of this Major Arcana card; so full of secrets. I can practically hear the howling of both the domesticated dog and the wild wolf, sending a chill up and down my spine. I can even imagine being quite frightened if I, too, found myself alone in such a scene or even with these animals (who seem to know and sense more than I do in such a situation!) I'm pretty sure the animals depicted wouldn't be much of a comfort for me in such a least at first glance...but if I let them, perhaps they ARE or can be helpful guides. That said, I'm reminded when I see this card that I (or the querent) might need to be brave and courageous regarding whatever is asked. But caution, too, should not be need for willy-nilly decisions here. One needs to carefully look over all the details.

Robin described the keyword for her moon card as "wildness." For me, other words come to mind, too...untamed, uninhibited, unrestrained...and yet, there IS something hidden and secretive about this card...what is it? Only by careful meditation, as I view the card in a spread, coupled by the question asked, can I deem to tell.

Once again, a stream of water, this time ending in a pool (How deep IS the water?... would be something I'd ask myself...), is shown on a card. If one waded in the pool of water, the crayfish might not be expected. But there it is, exposed, with pincers at-the-ready, shown in full view...a possible, not-so-hidden, warning?...Perhaps...

The moon IS bright and quite lovely...I love Robin's description in her book, "The full moon in the arm's of the new." For me the moon is lighting the path in a way that helps curb the utter wildness and desolation of the situation. The moon is there to help make the darkness more palatable to move through...and thus, whatever situation (or person) that is asked about, it/they, too become less scary and more approachable.


I can hear the song of the wolf, howling as the Mistress of the Night rises; no ghostly galleon this, only clear sailing across the dark velvet sky. I am reminded of how on a winter night, when the land sleeps beneath a blanket of snow, the Lunar Orb reveals what is otherwise hidden on moonless nights. But this is not the stark cold silence of winter. This is a night filled with the music of tree frogs, and crickets, and wild abandon. It is that time when I can feel the earth, cool against my own bare feet, peeling away inhabitions, and where we are like derishes, twirling and whirling around, arms flailing out, happily kissed by the evening air. Magic, always an elusive lover, grows substantial, weaving a sensual web into which we all dance.

As I have heard it said previously, the image on the face of The Moon card depicts a full moon cradled in the arms of the crescent. Never having seen this card before this evening, I was surprised when I turn it over and laid my eyes upon the picture. After studying it for quite some time, allowing thoughts to form, I was able to see that this was a more active card because I can imagine - almost hear - the wolf and dog howling.

In the progress from the darkness at the end of the storm, through the starlight vision, we move into greater sight; still a reflection of our Sun, we begin to have night vision, an understanding of hidden wisdom - that which represents the feminine and from whom the High Priestess gains Her knowledge.

To my eyes, the playful pup and cub communicate with The Moon, singing to her and also singing her wisdom to the Earth. I thought about which other night creatures speak with Sister Moon. It is a time for wildness and the freedom to be who we have kept secluded within: a child of the Cosmos, we are in the presence of The Ancient Ones, Ancestors and Spirits of All That Is.

Song for The MOON: Sister Moon by Sting