Jodi Sky Rogers is an author, content creator, coach and founder of Fertility Books South Africa, an online bookstore (now archived) that catered specifically for women who are trying to conceive. She is passionate about nature writing and specialized in creating soulful fertility, mindfulness and self-care resources that support women on their fertility journey. She has authored several fertility-focused books, including ‘Fertility Calm for the Two Week Wait ’, the ‘Fertility Calm Creative Journal’ and ‘Mending Softly – Finding Hope and Healing After Ectopic Pregnancy Loss’. Her book, Mending Softly, won ‘Best Fertility Book’ in the European Fertility Society’s 2021 Fertility Care Awards. Earlier works include women's spirituality books, Wild Essence and Flowering Within.
They fly straight into its blaze.They flirtatiously dance with candle flames. Crazed, they sometimes burn their wings. Why? Because moths rely on Celestial navigation. They are guided by the ever elusive moonlight. Electric light and flames distort their navigational senses.
Watching the moths on this warm summer evening, a question crossed my mind…
Do you sometimes fly into the light just as they do when you chase after things that you think you want, things that don’t necessarily resonate with what your soul desires?
Things that seem all glossy and luminous on the surface, yet, when you get them, that space in your heart is still empty because what you really wanted was not that new car, but freedom. You didn’t really want the perfect wedding, but the love, support and devotion of a soulmate. You didn’t really want the great job, but rather to live an authentic life doing things that fulfil you.
The moon is often revered as a symbol of feminine intuition, a deep inner knowing that informs your experiences in a profound way. When you journey by moonlight, you dig a little deeper to get to the juicy essence of what your Spirit wants to create in your life.
There are many ways to dim the distracting light bulbs and douse the flames in order to realign with the guiding beacon of your inner moonlight.
Oriah Mountain Dream speaks of one beautiful method that inspired her poem, The Invitation. Oriah peels away the layers of the superficial surface to get to the core of what the soul actually needs by saying:
It doesn’t really matter if I ever….(get that big dream house)…What I really want is…(a peaceful sacred space where I can retreat to each day)
Danielle Laporte’s Desire Map method is to uncover your core desire feelings. She suggests that you examine what you want to feel – peace, abundance, supported, passionate – and then use these feelings to inform your goals and how you live your life.
As you embrace or resist the of frenzy planning and goal setting for the year ahead, how will you sift through the bullshit and stay centred and connect to your own intuitive navigational system?
Whatever you choose, may it resonate with you. Carve your intentions and dreams around the quintessence of your Spirit. Soar in the night sky among the stars, always in alignment with the moonlight of your soul. May it be the light that guides your through the unknown and into a new tomorrow.
“The sound of the wind through a great loom of trees is silence.” ~ Clarissa Pinkola Estes
I sit down to meditate on my first morning in the bushveld.
Silence. Nothing but silence around me.
The air is teeming with energy as it settles. I am painfully aware of the silence. Back home, even in moments of deep stillness, the distant hum of traffic in the background is ever present. I’d become so used to it, I’d blocked it out. I didn’t hear it anymore, or if I did, I decided that it sounded like the ocean.
Now that I am made aware of the stark different two, I remember what real silence was. It is almost unnerving.
A breeze picks up. A gentle gust rushes through the long bush grass and something in the sound calls to me. Another gust comes. Again, I am taken by the sound it makes as it shakes the tall blades of yellow grass.
Yet another gust of passing air rushes over, this time rustling the leaves of the acacia thorn trees before me. The sound is different to before. A lower note it seems.
I move from my meditation spot and sit under the trees, listening to both the sound of the light breeze passing through the leaves and the silence in-between. In my mind’s eye I see a vision of the energy generated by the sound pouring down into my aura. It feels light, soft and fluffy like a cloud. It feels…peaceful.
Moving to the edge of the path, I listen to the grass. I am aware of how different the sound is to the wind flowing through the trees to that of the dancing grasses. It seems the wind, the trees and the grasses are musicians at play, coming together to conjure up different notes of the same song – a beautiful timeless ballad called Peace.