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My Path of Kundalini
The Honey Strawberry Moon - A Celtic Weaving of Ripeness and Radiance..... The full moon of June, when the air is warm with midsummer breath, and the land is lush with ripening fruit and golden nectar. In the wheel of the Celtic year, this moon sings with sweetness, fertility, and the radiant power of growth, an offering from the Earth herself, abundant and overflowing. In the Celtic cosmological view, June’s full moon aligns with the season of light, ruled by the Solar Twins, the Oak King, and the Green Man, all figures of masculine vitality, fertility, and wild joy. This is a time when the veil between realms is thin, not because of darkness, but because of illumination, when spirit is most embodied in the world of matter, and the sacred is blooming in every petal and bee-wing. As the long days of June stretch golden across the land, the full moon rises round and glowing, the Honey Moon, or Strawberry Moon, she is called. Her silver-gold light spills across the ripening earth like nectar. She marks the midpoint of the growing year, a time of fullness, sweetness, and sacred tending. In the Celtic Wheel of the Year, this moon pulses close to the Summer Solstice, the Great Turning, when the Sun King reaches his zenith and the light stands still. The earth swells with promise: bees hum at the flowering herbs, strawberries blush beneath the leaves, and honey glistens in the hives. This moon is a song of pollination, of sacred union between sun and soil, blossom and fruit. To our Celtic ancestors, this was a time to celebrate the marriage of earth and sky, of masculine and feminine, of fire and water. Bonfires were kindled on hilltops, not only at Beltane but throughout the summer tide, offerings to the solar deities and the spirits of the land who brought life and fertility to the crops and herds. Honey, mead, berries, milk, and flowers were offered in gratitude and praise. This moon is a celebration of:
Themes for Ceremony and Reflection
The Honey Moon invites us to sip from the cup of life, to honour sweetness not as indulgence, but as wisdom. It is a time to ask:
This moon, glowing with the hues of amber and rose, is sacred to the goddess Áine in Irish lore, a solar goddess and faery queen, keeper of sovereignty and the bright pulse of erotic aliveness. Her festival is often celebrated at midsummer, where she is said to ride the land in radiant beauty, calling us to remember our own light and our own fruitful desires. You might honour this moon with a honeyed ritual, lighting a candle, anointing your body with herbal oils, drinking berry-infused tea, walking barefoot on the land. Leave a small offering under a flowering bush, a wild strawberry patch, or near a hive, a gesture of reverence for the pollinators and plant-spirits that make life sweet. This is the moon of nourishment, of ecstatic bloom, of sacred reciprocity. She reminds us that we, too, are part of nature’s great honeycomb, each of us a vessel of nectar, shaped by love and longing, ready to overflow. “I receive the sweetness of this season with open hands and a grateful heart. Like the bees, I gather what nourishes. Like the fruit, I ripen in my own time. I am worthy of joy, love, and the full bloom of my becoming.” Create a Honey Moon altar with...
Take a moment to sit in silence, whisper a prayer of gratitude, and taste a strawberry slowly, savouring its sweetness, as a living sacrament of summer..... Honouring the Bee.....Sacred Messenger Between Worlds.... The Bee is no mere creature of nectar and hive, it is a sacred envoy, fluttering between realms with the wisdom of sun and shadow on its wings. The Bee carries messages from the Otherworld, weaving between the veil of this life and the unseen, whispering secrets from the ancestors, the gods, and the soul of the land. Bees are the keepers of divine order, living in harmony, gathering sweetness, and pollinating life itself. Their hum is beautiful sacred chant, a vibration that could awaken memory, stir ancient knowing, or soothe the restless heart. In some Irish tales, when someone died, the bees were told, so they might carry the soul onward, safely, to the next realm. To honour the Bee is to honour reciprocity, reverence, and the subtle language of the earth. It is to remember that small things matter, that sweetness is sacred, and that through tending what we love, we become part of life's great blooming. As the Honey Moon rises, may we listen for the song of the Bee. May we sip its golden wisdom and carry our prayers between worlds, wrapped in wings of wonder. Embodied Sweetness: |
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