THE WOLF MOON

Today I walked under January’s full moon…it’s called the Wolf Moon… and I’m grateful to the Sioux.. who, many years before me, walked under this same moon too! Who, during this time of year, in the colder, snowy winter weather… would hear the wolves howl at night…and see them run across the moon together. So they named this moon the Wolf Moon…for the brilliance of it’s light and for the wolves that it illuminates as they travel through the night. Taking their cue from nature…from what they would hear and see… the Sioux, just like the wolves, would seek out the warmth and love of their family. The Wolf Moon was a time of togetherness…a time to stay indoors and reflect on and remember…what a family is for. I often wonder how much more magical our world would be… how more enchanting too… if we had taken the time to listen to the wisdom of the Sioux. Perhaps it’s not too late: May I suggest we take our cues from the Sioux… who took theirs from the wolves… a creature they thought blessed. Let’s get together with our families… and let the Wolf Moon do the rest.