The Child’s Moon

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In my fantasy tales, the Child’s Moon ushers in a warm world. The land reawakens and whirls into bloom, spattering its treasure of color with an untamed brush. Promises of summer ripeness push through the soil, and markets open on the cobbled squares with honeyed milk and leafy hope. Those who survived the hungry moons molt their winter skins and bare their faces to the sun.

It’s a moon of roses, of bare feet, of rooting for wild strawberries, and newborn lambs bleating on unsteady legs.  The Child’s Moon is the eternal reminder that all of life travels in cycles, that death and birth go hand in hand, that every winter finally rolls to an end.

The full face of the Child’s Moon rises tomorrow night on May 21.

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Excerpt from the Child’s Moon, Eye of Sun, Dragon Soul Saga.

Branwen slipped to the bench. The grove spun, consciousness sliding from her skin. She fell from Yula’s white cliffs, terror overtaking her as she clung to her body, losing control. Let go, surrender, the world whispered in her ear, and she let go, unable to stop her fall, unable to sustain her struggle to know the unknowable, to understand the indecipherable mysteries of her life.

There in the garden, her body filled with light and broke apart, sifting into the colors and textures of the grove. She felt intact, her soul complete but without definition and form, merged into sap and soil, wind and water, fire and gold. The world abided, not virtuous or wicked, careful or neglectful. It bore no intent, no desire, no plan. A void, it reflected her infinite possibilities; the massive, unfolding power hers to do with as she willed. She heard the dragons’ calls above Eydis, Morgen’s echo inside her heart, Ena humming herself to sleep, Aedan whispering, soft lips against her cheek.

Alive with wonder, she gazed at her son, the light of him flowing through her and illuminating the grove. Her first love soared there with him, and she gathered him too in her heart, the soft drumbeat she’d lost to a winter gale. Darkness descended and yet the air flared, bright with flameless fire. The faces of love held her son and his father aloft, embraced them, their song filling her.

Little fire, starry light, guide me on my path tonight
On waves of dreams, as you sleep, ‘cross the seas, calm and deep
Farewell to troubles, lay them low, sing the seamaids, soft and slow
Little star, flame above, sail away the night, my love

Boundless and unfettered by fear, she expanded, flowing down the thousand steps like water to the sea, swaying across the waves. On the horizon where sea and sky merged, she beheld a wondrous world, smiled, and returned to find herself.

76 thoughts on “The Child’s Moon

  1. joannesisco says:

    I love the names and personalities you give each moon … and this year’s Child’s Moon was a beautiful one in these parts 🙂

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  2. Khaya Ronkainen says:

    Your use of language to create such a powerful imagery, is alluring. I could live in your fantasy world forever. 🙂 Impressive writing, Diana!

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  3. Heartafire says:

    This is so very sweet and lovely!

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  4. dgkaye says:

    This was enchanting and beautiful Diana. 🙂

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  5. Have I ever mentioned how much I love your illustrations? I do.

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    • Oh, good, Ellen. I find them all on pixabay where I’m confident there’s no copyright infringement. Sometimes, I can’t find the right one and have to settle, but occasionally…the perfect one is right there!

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  6. adeleulnais says:

    Beautiful I loved this.

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  7. Sacha Black says:

    I say this all the time and it is so true, your power of imagery is amazing

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  8. What a wonderful harbinger of summer! And the excerpt is beautiful and vibrant! Thank you for sharing, Diana!

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  9. Nurse Kelly says:

    I will watch for it tonight! Just a beautiful post, illustrating your mastery. 🙂

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  10. joserasan66 says:

    Un Gran Relato, … Sin Duda Una Gran Manera De Disfrutar De Un Bello Texto… Saludos.

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  11. Diana, your imagination soars and never fails to please. I enjoyed reading about the Child’s Moon as well. Huge hugs.

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  12. Kev says:

    Another series I’m going to have to get into! 😂

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  13. Ocean Bream says:

    Beautifully written, Diane. I actually read this before I fell asleep last night, really exhausted, and your descriptions, somehow, were a background voice in my dreams! I love your writing.

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  14. Your writing is superb Diana, and so descriptive. I am always drawn in. Happy May 21st and a great weekend. 🙂

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  15. Ali Isaac says:

    Very mysterious and enjoyable! Your writing is exquisite. And I love all the attention and imagination that goes into your worlds and provides such a meaningful and detailed backdrop. The use of the full moon is intriguing.

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  16. Wow, what a wonderful excerpt! I love the imagery, of Branwen’s surrender, and the way she merges into the ‘sap and soil….’ The whole journey was magical.’ 🙂

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  17. Steven Baird says:

    I love your moon posts. They have such rich personalities.

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  18. Powerful words as always Diane.

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  19. ghostmmnc says:

    Beautiful story! 🙂 I like the thought of a child’s moon!

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  20. Bernadette says:

    What a mystical passage. It leaves you wondering exactly what is going on. Wonderful writing.

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    • Thank you, Bernadette. It’s hard to pick a passage out of context, but it’s a favorite of mine for her coming to terms with the losses in her life. Thanks for reading and commenting. I hope you enjoy the full moon 🙂 ❤

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  21. reocochran says:

    I like the idea of the child’s moon, Diana. I also think the description of this period of warm weather with blooms, ripeness, baby animals entering a new season is beautiful.
    The mother and her love for her son sounds realistic, intermingling with Branwen’s letting go, slipping into another world was entrancing. Have a wonderful weekend, Diana. 🙂

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    • Thanks, Robin. I love this time of year, not too cold, not too hot. I helped deliver four baby goats a week ago. Life everywhere. I’m glad you enjoyed the read too. 🙂

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      • reocochran says:

        I would have loved to see photos of the baby goats, Diana.
        I saw the full moon (in Native American it is a full flower moon) on Saturday on a first date (in 3 years)! It went fairly well but a few past problems with his ex-wife worry me. He has two sons who aren’t too much different in age from my grandies.
        This morning was all pastel-like, full moon large setting in the West. 🙂 Have a special, warm week, D. ❤

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  22. Your writing always sweeps me right into another world. Just amazing.

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  23. Annika Perry says:

    Diana, as always your writing flows into another realm where the ethereal resides, poetically taking us along Branwen’s journey. Full of mysticism. Superb.

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    • Thank you, Annika 🙂 The books have plenty of ordinary dialog and good old-fashioned violence, but many of my favorite passages are those where the world of the soul overlaps. I hope you have a clear view of the Child’s Moon tomorrow and a peaceful weekend 🙂

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  24. “The faces of love held her son and his father aloft, embraced them, their song filling her.” Just Wow! That says it all.

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  25. Such a lovely concept, D. Love this piece. 💕

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  26. That is both poetic and beautiful, Diana. The picture above is darling. My husband’s caregiver saw it and asked me to explain it. She likened it to a Hindu story of the gods. The actors playing the parts of Hindu gods are often shown in TV dramas as being in the clouds or other such settings. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  27. Al Lane says:

    Wonderful, as ever ❤

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  28. Beautiful in both the writing and the concept.

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