I stood under a moon so bright and full, it hurt my eyes to look at it. This Cold Moon altered the landscape, spotlighting tin roofs and making pines look thin. The bright moon made me think of a diamond- hard, cold, and giving no warmth. I sensed potential, but it seems to me we attach far too much emotion would we should be seeing things as they really are.
How was the moon for you? What did you feel? Was the Goddess there?
The next full moon will be 2-18-11, the Quickening Moon. I think for that one I'll actually write a ritual. And of course, I still want to know what you think.