The Full Wolf Moon has ushered in the New Year. It’s also the first Supermoon of the year. The image of wolves howling at the moon is one we’re all familiar with. My favorite howling wolf man was Bela Lugosi in Abbott and Costello’s the Invisible Man. He terrorized me as a child as I sat mesmerized in front of the black and white screen.
As an adult I’ve learned that wolves mate for life, have distinct roles in their packs, and howl to let their packs know exactly where they are, as well as their enemies. The Wolf Moon is also a time to reflect on the homeless and hungry. Of course! Images on television and in my hometown of NYC are chilling indeed. Many of us are well versed in what should be done for the homeless. I work in a mental health shelter and I come in contact each day with the loneliness, fear, hunger, poor health, and dire need.
I’ve been blessed with the basics in life and an abundance of more that I’m grateful for. That doesn’t mean that I stop here. Like many people, I decided to sit down on the old year and reflect on what I’m leaving behind in 2017 and would like to work on for 2018. Instead, I received a call from the assisted living facility that my father has been residing at for the last five months. He was transported by the ambulance to the emergency room. My spouse and I spent the entire day there until he received a bed last night. We’ll be going back today. I hadn’t decided whether I was going to spend the old or new year with him. Now, I’ll do both.
The Wolf Moon reminds me that I’m a member of a clan. I am there to let my Dad know that I’m here when he needs me. That I’ll howl at the moon for him if I need to today. The priority of family supersedes me naval gazing today. There’s a saying that God laughs when you’re making plans. I’ve changed it to the Goddess winces when I’m making plans. She has something better in store for me all the time. Acceptance is something I’m working at every day.
Today, my prayers are for all of us. We’re all in different chapters. Sometimes we meet on the same page and sometimes we don’t. I pray for acceptance, yet, the ability to howl when something needs change.
Happy New Year