Several threads are woven and I can begin to see images appearing.
Life’s tapestry is slowly revealing scenes
These scenes may or may not end up as reality, but they are there because seeds were sown. Seeds that have been sown on land tended for the past few weeks (and previous moon cycles).
I find it so difficult to wait. Cycles take time. Seeds grow at their own speed. Seasons come and go. So often, because of the wait, I forget to sow the seed, to tend the crop. My forgetfulness is often intentional. If I can’t have it now, I won’t bother.
My moon intentions and realisation cycle has helped. It’s a nice metaphor to hold, to remind me that I have no right to a field and harvest if I have not sown the seed or tended the land.
Doing the work does not guarantee a harvest. There are many variables. But I try. I learn. I understand. Every new moon cycle my wisdom is greater. Every lunar month I know a little more than the previous period of waxing and waning.
The August full moon rises, let me see if my crop is bearing fruit.