rose moon solstice healing work

As the earth holds its breath at climax of night and day, a ritual:-

I meet the sun with grief and herbs burnt in memory of lights too soon put out and feed the bonfire with the flames of my rage. I do this in hope that I can leave it with the dying embers when all is consumed; let it all turn to ash to match the taste in my mouth.

I meet the moon with grief and water laid out in hope that no more lights will go dark too soon- inevitable, I know, but hope is a hard thing to kill when it is all that is left and you love so deeply. I remind myself why it is love survives and seek the shadow to find the light.

However you meet the solstice, may you find in the magic exactly what you need to.

If you’d like some tarot guidance, try the following check-in spreads.

To sit with the duality of this solstice moon, I suggest combining both spreads and arranging them as reflections of each other.

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