Last night, cooking dinner, I was feeling cranky. Sometimes I just get so tired of cooking dinners night after night. Kind of get in a humdrum rut of meals. So I put a pot of potatoes onto boil, and banged the frying pan to brown some ham steaks and stomped around in general.
And then......I caught a glimpse out my kitchen window. It was very dark and there She was. A glorious Full Moon, close and large, just rising. Right outside my window. It was eye-opening. I watched that glowing, bright white orb, the Moon of Many Names. Snow Moon, Quickening Moon, Hunger Moon, Wolf Moon, just to name a few. (Each month's Full Moon has its own qualities and significance, and depending on tradition, background or culture, can be called many different names.)
For me it was Transforming Moon. My grumpy mood fell away, my spirit was lifted and I continued my tasks in a cheerful way. I reminded myself of the beauty and wonder of the Universe, of how each moment is a gift, to live in gladness of the moment and to be thankful and inspired by what the Full Moon represents: the Light, Love, and Guidance and Protection of the Goddess in all Her many ways.