Moonzie Momma

A group of Indigenous Native American people, including an elder woman wearing traditional clothing, standing in a lush cornfield during a summer day. The elder woman gently touches a developing ear of corn while others stand nearby with hands clasped in prayer. The text of a Pawnee ceremonial prayer is overlaid on the left side of the image.
A reflective moment of community prayer and connection to the earth, honoring the ripening season around late June.

~June 24

Mother Corn, hear your children.
Mother Corn, open the way.
Mother Corn, let us touch you.
Mother Corn, hear your children.
Mother Corn, open the way.
Mother Corn, we pray to you.
Mother Corn, open the way.
-Pawnee ceremonial prayer

Around us, plants are setting seed, preparing for the new generations that will follow this fruitful summer. Within each of us, too, things are ripening: ideas, insights, intuitions. At any given time, some parts of our search will be progressing toward conclusion, while others are burgeoning. We are not single, unified selves, but a multiplicity of many selves. We may be emotionally opening up, for instance, while intellectually we are stagnant. Or we may be growing into greater ripeness in terms of sexuality, while our ambition is on hold. We must attend to what is ripen-ing, but also to what is still growing and what needs to be harvested. What, in you, stands near to ripeness now?

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