Tuesday, September 22, 2020

The Pull of the Moon

Photo by Laurie KasperbauerThe full moon sets over the Gulf at an early morning Beach Yoga class

Photo by Laurie KasperbauerThe full moon sets over the Gulf at an early morning Beach Yoga class

MIND, BODY AND SPIRIT
Laurie Kasperbauer
lkasperbauer@gmail.com

She is our moon. Our tidal pull. She is the rich deep beneath the sea, the buried treasure, the expression in the owl’s eye, the perfume in the wild rose. She is what the water says when it moves. – Patricia A. McKillip

The moon. Most of us have gazed at it on a clear night. Maybe even marveled at its changing shape, created by shadows and illumination. Some blame it for changes in mood or behavior. And a chosen few have walked atop its desolate surface, staring back at the Earth, tiny and blue. But all of us, with or without consciousness, have experienced the magnetic power of the moon. As the only natural satellite of our planet Earth, the moon affects our ocean tides and the length of our days.

Several years ago, while vacationing here on Marco Island, I crawled out of bed early to walk the beach. This was not unusual. My standard routine was to wake before dawn and follow the shoreline to Hideaway Beach. From there, I’d wander back slowly, eyes to the sand, looking for seashell treasures; occasionally poking at the strand line to explore what high tide had left behind. But on this particular morning my attention was drawn skyward by the full moon that hung above the Gulf. It seemed too big for the sky and too bright to be natural. It illuminated the sandy pathway before me, and the ripples of waves out to the horizon. The moon held the universe in a hush of tranquility, while it guided gentle waves across the sand. I don’t have a single recollection of what I found on the beach that day. I can’t even drum up another memory of that trip, except who I shared it with. But I will forever remember the beauty of that early morning; the pull of the moon, and the peace it inspired.

This magical event occurs every 27 days, thirteen times a year, every single year in our lifetime. The moon, in its fullest phase and its finest lavender white, drops over the Gulf of Mexico, putting to rest a night of cosmic beauty, as the sun rises to heat the day. In our beach yoga classes we include the setting of the full moon in our schedule. We hold class early in the morning, right out at the shoreline and enjoy slow and quiet salutations of the moon. We have seen the Blue Moon, the Red Moon, Harvest Moon, and even lunar eclipses, while on the sanctuary of our mats, perched on the sand. There have been warm mornings, and cool breezes; we’ve experienced misty rain and rainbows. But even on an overcast morning, when the moon is not visible at all, the magnetic pull still draws us to the shore. It’s powerful influence camouflaged by thick, gray clouds.

There is a quote we like to read on our full moon mornings. Written by Ming-Dao Deng, a Chinese American author. He says,

“The moon does not fight. It attacks no one. It does not worry. It does not try to crush others. It keeps to its course, but by its very nature, it gently influences. What other body could pull an entire ocean from shore to shore? The moon is faithful to its nature and its power is never diminished.”

On those full moon mornings, in the tranquility of dawn, I feel yoga in its purest form. I am reminded to be authentic and accepting; appreciative and kind. I vow to keep to my own course. I do my best not to worry. I am silent and calm. And when I listen with intention to the sound of the water as it moves along the shore, I hear the hushed murmur of the moon. And its strength is my strength; its peace, is my peace.

Laurie Kasperbauer is an active Florida Realtor specializing in properties in Naples and Marco Island. Laurie also enjoys the spiritual and physical benefits of yoga practice and instructs both group and private classes.

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