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I Smell Like Peppermint

Full Moon in Aries Poetry/Free Write--October 9, 2022

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Oct 9, 2022

Almost Full Moon in Aries and Jupiter peaking through the trees 10/08/22

I smell like peppermint

Because my head is pounding

If you lived on my head it would feel like an arctic afternoon

It would be very cold, but warm inside your igloo

My neck hurts too

But whatever

That’s nothing new

Aches and pains in the neck, shoulders, wrists, and knees

Seem to be the new normal

As I ride this aging body across the sea of life

Aging is not just a number, but also a consciousness

I try to expand my mind every day

Through my thoughts, philosophies, and ideas

About life, love, happiness, and motherhood

And also through my mental capacities

To do math, learn new words, define things

I suck at defining words

New vocabulary is particularly fun

But I don’t often remember to use those new words

The most recent one that I can remember that I learned

Was Obliquity

Which I thought meant to crunch or stretch, but it actually means to slant

“Diverging from a given straight line or course”

Well, I would say that my head feels oblique right now

Full of pressure that hurts and kinks my neck

I don’t even know how I am writing this poem, or free write or whatever

With my oblique mind right now?

I don’t even know if I’m using that word correctly or not, but I’m sure if you know, you’ll tell me right?

The Aries moon will give you the courage to speak up and say what’s right, true, and correct

In your opinion

Super bright, almost Full Moon in Aries and Jupiter to the right, 10/08/22.

Happy Full Moon in Aries!

I saw the Moon last night

Super bright with Jupiter up and to the right, equally as bright, but a small pin-prick compared to the glorious moon!

My camera couldn’t capture any of the subtleties of the moon’s face, only the hyper brightness

The subtleties were obliterated by the reflection of the Sun’s light

Almost like the Sun has somethin’ to prove right now, being on the descent towards the lowest point that he can reach, 23.5° of obliquity to the earth’s equator

Hold on, dear Sun! You’ll never descend further for as you hold us (the Earth) in your lap, we hold you too, in ours—for our constancy and inconstancies are but two sides of the same coin. We travel together in a never-ending dance for all time—an eternal waltz

And so does our heart…beat to the tempo of the Sun, and our chest rises and falls, to the melody of the Moon

We are the same you and I

As within, so without

As above, so below

I hope this headache passes soon—

descends into the underworld,

like you do, dear Sun,

each and every day

But, I’d like to leave it down there…

Drop it off and never pick it back up again

At least the peppermint oil on my forehead makes me smell like a yummy candy cane

There’s always a silver lining, right?

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I Smell Like Peppermint

Full Moon in Aries Poetry/Free Write--October 9, 2022