Artwork by Joushua Mays

For pleasures sake cries Taurus.  Rich silken gowns drape her curves as she lies in ecstasy,  savoring morsels of chocolate in between bites of figs and red wine.  Her lips are full as her breasts.  She is woman, born of Venus.  And she relishes, bursts and endures, endures, endures.

Ruled by Venus in Aries, this Taurean New Moon with the Goddess at the bendings of the nodes, in a square-off of will and grace, or perhaps a perfect alchemization of the two.  Well and isn’t that just like the feminine.  Marked at the point where the Moon ascends into the above of the Terra-Solar plane, the Goddess is courageously emerging from the Below, bringing new medicine from her recent journey. 

The stories of initiation always speak of the break through moments, where after so much fighting and struggle and strife the heroine suddenly realizes that she has gained something supremely Divine.  Some piece of her eternal soul has been activated.  It cannot ever be taken away, and yet it was previously un-realized. 

It is here that we begin to see with the eyes of the soul.  We reel with an ecstasy of the divine in our senses.  The gold shining in our veins lit by ever single ancestors and element that has ever contributed to the creation of us. 

This is a special New Moon for me, as I have a moon in Taurus.  Every year this moon is supremely powerful for intentions we wish to manifest.  The Goddess has a choice- or perhaps with Aries a quest.  She now gets to choose how to use her creative power- for good or not-good.  The choice is hers, is ours.  How do you wish to love? To make love?  To swim in the ocean of your ecstasy.  To bask in the beauty of another?  Of the sunlight shimmering through the trees?  The scent of the pines.  Of the sweet taste of a ripe, succulent fruit.

In Honor of Venus

Oh beautiful blood

Drip from my veins

From my lips

To meet Earth

From whence she came

Golden in my cells

I will not restrain

My DNA is shining

Light spiraling

Of every ancestor of time

Release the clots

That block the mind

The Soul’s eyes are opening

Divine fruit ripening

Deep in the jungle

Lies a garden

Of everlasting Life

Taste the fruit

Receive true sight

The body swells and bleeds

I expand

I receive

I have the strength to hold it

And to release

This is what I am

Soul and Spirit

Fire and wind

Earth that is Peace

Water feet

Inside the womb water is Life

Fire in the eyes give sight

Wind upon my breast empower flight

To the Earth of my flesh

And so it is

See now the elements

Of Nature’s found

Creation manifest

Creative principle translation

Through which I am Spirit and also flesh

-By Zoey Wind

Blessings of Laughter and Light

ZW