Yesterday evening I had started a post about the full moon but didn’t finish it. My thoughts just weren’t together enough to make sense of much to be honest. The energy of the full moon has been shown to have an impact on people and their moods, and I will openly admit that I always feel something. Sometimes for the good, others not so much. Also, some months seem to pack even more of a punch than others and this is one of them.
I found myself at real odds over the past few days, walking in this nether region between flights of fancy and then crashing into reality or worse…the what ifs. You see, I am one of those people who has a tendency to examine things…sometimes to death…and this is on a good day. This is not my finest trait I know, but it does seem to be one which I am sort of stuck with to some degree. It can be difficult to walk the line between being the dreamer and the realist who tries to maintain a totally honest view of things.
I am both of these, and for the most part have managed to find a better balance between the two than ever. The past few days though have found both sides, the dreamer and realist, tugging at me with equal strength. It’s definitely been an interesting and introspective few days and while it’s been informative I will be glad to see the tail end of this particular energy. What did I learn though? I learned to just let them tug. Neither one needs to take precedence over the other, because both are very valuable. Did anyone else have a weird time of it over the past few days?