HARVEST MOON. Take me into your wholeness. 

Show me the person to be in a time such as this.

Heed my rally cry for courage to do what must be done.

I danced like a wild woman tonight, sweating the rage from my cells and letting the despair fall to the earth like dried up leaves.

I howled an urgent reclamation, a sounding alarm to the Universe that I AM an instrument for the good, and good only.

Fear doesn’t belong here. Discrimination, supremacy, persecution… doesn’t belong here.

I call for your power.
I call for the power of the One.
I call for the power of the Feminine.

For the benevolent cause of our return to truth, beauty and harmonious prosperity….

I am willing. I am available. I am devoted.

With all that I am,

Kendra E Thornbury, MA