You do not have to see the Moon to know she is Full. You can feel her. Ready to burst, you wish to howl! Let it out, it will do your body and soul good.
Rains, like April showers, have been the weather as of late so there was no Moon to be seen last night. This morning she sits just below the horizon and leads in front of Pollux. Divine guidance and wisdom leading the immortal brother and his twin. I picture a faithful and fierce wolf alongside them both.
About a week before the Moon turned to full, I made some choices, set some personal boundaries and took a time out from a situation that would have had me repeating a cycle instead of sitting within the whole of it and being able to embrace the origin stories of whatever sparked it in the beginning. My reactions were compassionate and my compassion lead me to these boundaries. You can lead a horse to water but you can not quench his thirst for him.
We really are deep wading creatures. Even those of us who dive puddle deep have depths that unkown creatures of our making are swimming in, out of our scope of recognition. Therein lies the rub. We do not know how deep our true natures run and so we sell ourselves short and never take the plunge and never understand who we are or why.
This Cold Wolf Moon calls to me. In Slavik traditions, the Wolves were called to protect and to spare the village through offerings and fresh kills left outside of boundaries of their villages. For the Slavic people, wolves are tied to protection rituals and ancestor worship, being a way to connect the solid reality of this world with the less solid – but no less real – realms of the Otherworld.
One of the Slavic deities who are associated with the Wolf is Horz, who is the god of the Moon. Given the long standing association of wolves with the moon, it should probably not come as any great surprise that a lunar deity would be tied to the spirit of a Wolf. Horz is said to be in control of the space of time between sunset and sunrise – which in the northern lands where most Slavic people live can be an extensive period of time. This makes Horz an important deity in Slavic pantheon. Wolves do a great deal of hunting in the hours of darkness, a time when the moon is the strongest source of light which is why Horz is tied to the powerful and haunting presence of the wolves.
Dazbog is the Slavic sun-deity, and like a good many of the other Slavic deities he has the ability to change his form. He usually changes into the form of a large white wolf. White is the colour most associated with the underworld in Slavic myth, which fits with several other aspects of Dazbog. He is considered to be a deity who protects miners and the dead, and so it is fitting that his alternative form takes the colours which are associated with the underworld.
Russia was one of the last countries in Europe to have its pagan faith extinguished by christendom. The volkhvy were a class of priests and priestesses that led numerous rural uprisings against the imposition of the Byzantine faith. Their name stems from Russian volk, meaning “wolf”, as well as Russian Volos, or Veles, god of magic, music and the watery underworld. In fact, wolves themselves were believed to be the reincarnated souls of dead Rodnover priests and priestesses.
The volkhvy were so popular in fact, Orthodox clergymen wary of their waning influence launched witch trails throughout the 16th, 17th and 18th centuries. Despite this, when it came to alleviating the practical hardships of everyday rural life, the volkhvy were preferred counsel to priests and government officials. Over time, the name volkhov evolved into a derogatory term for male sorcerer. Vedma, or “witch”, was a similar pejorative applied to women. It literally means “seer” or “knower”.
Within the night sky as seen by the Slavic people, there is also a constellation which is known as the Wolf, and their astrology is strongly concerned with the movements of Dazbog – the sun – into and out of this constellation. This helps to explain the overriding power of wolf imagery within the Slavic tribes, in spite of the fact that most of the tribes of Russia identify far more closely with the bear. Having said that, both the wolf and the bear are top predators, and man – no matter where he happens to live – tends to identify with creatures which provide their communities with a threat and the promise of a difficult hunt.
You might ask why I am so fascinated by these old ways and stories. I wear a Slavik Wolf around my neck and have for some time now. So does my husband even though he does not share my Slavik roots. We do share Celtic ancestral spaces however and the truth of the matter is that all Tribal peoples revered the Wolf and you can find them in several Ancestral myths of many peoples.
A pack is usually led by an alpha female, who invariably mates with an alpha male, the strongest animal of the pack. A she-wolf gives birth to her young in a den that she digs out herself or uses a badger’s of a fox’s den. Young females give birth to between 2 and 4 pups and the older ones have between 4 and 6 young. Wolves are caring parents and are ready to attack a man in order to defend their young. I relate to the wolf, our family a pack, my husband and I both alphas and if you took a look at our natal charts that would be very apparent.
The Wolf Moon In January
– Full Wolf Moon – January
Amid the cold and deep snows of midwinter, the wolf packs howled hungrily outside villages throughout the Northern Hemisphere. Although in the West they have forgotten the tribal European ways and think it is only a tradition of the North American Indigenous Peoples. This is not so and no one tribe stakes a claim on anything as we all have much more in common prior to Christianity than we do now.
Thus, the name for January’s full Moon. Sometimes it was also referred to as the Old Moon, or the Moon After Yule. Some called it the Full Snow Moon, but most tribes applied that name to the next Moon.
Honouring This Time
Find your own way.
Do what makes sense to you. What do you feel is needed for yourself in this time? It's a time of completion and review. What are you ready to let go of? What do you need to take with you? Are you starving in this barren time? How will you feed yourself, spiritually, emotionally, anscestrally? How should you connect to those things that make you whole? Where do you want to see yourself lunge forward into? How will you lead?
The magnificent full “wolf” moon takes over the sky under a rare planetary configuration, sparking intense inner-awakening. This will be a persoanl choice, not collective. Some will move collectively but it is sparked at a persaonl level that only those with wolf ears will hear the call for.
This time will give you one final opportunity to release any negative habits, fears or energies from the past 9 years that are holding you back from moving confidently into the new “1” Universal Year.
Because this full moon is not one to be taken lightly. It’s insanely powerful for many reasons...
I'm going to create space for a ritual bath and meditation. I'm going to howl loudly and sing my sounds to the Moon. I'm going to make cakes and a meal for my pack and I will leave and offering for my anscestors and the wolves that circle our woods (figuratively), that they may feast upon our offerings and not need to take from our stores. That they protect us and our ways, our surroundings and our dreams as we nurture them in this time. But mostly I'll be howling, protecting and loving my pack, as any strong alpha mother would.
Blessed Full WolfMoon, dear reader. Throw your head back and howl to and for your anscestors who's blood runs through your veins and calls for you to remember. Remember who you are, and from what , where and when you once came from.
Author: Cari-Lee Miller
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