Out with the Old, Final Full Moon of 2012
I have always been quite enamored with the moon and its subtle changes. Since I was little I would wonder if the phases of the moon held a different story or meaning for different people, including myself. When the light of the moon cast itself upon the horizon, I would swirl and twirl and dance in it and feel a wildness and freedom. When it was just a sliver of gray I would pray that it would be full again…
