As Native people, our ancestors did not record time by using the months of the Julian or Gregorian calendar. Many tribes kept track of time by observing the seasons and lunar months, although there was much variability. For some tribes, the year contained 4 seasons and started at a certain time, such as spring or fall. Others counted 5 seasons to a year. Some tribes defined a year as 12 Moons, while others assigned it 13. Certain tribes that used the lunar calendar added an extra Moon every few years, to keep it in sync with the seasons. Each tribe that did name the full Moons (and/or lunar months) had its own naming preferences. Some would use 12 names for the year while others might use 5, 6, or 7; also, certain names might change the next year. A full Moon name used by one tribe might differ from one used by another tribe for the same time period, or be the same name but represent a different time period. The name itself was often a description relating to a particular activity/event that usually occurred during that time in their location. In the Caribbean one of the many events that stand out for all of us at the beginning of the month of December every year is when the journey started by many Caribbean fish species to the spawning grounds is close to its end. Many of these fish will be reproducing between the last full moon of December to the Full Moon of January. As such on many of our island homelands, there are festivals to celebrate this as well as the knowledge left by our ancestors with respect to many of these species of fish and their Taino names.
To name a few we have the carite, menjúa, cojinúa, jurel, dajao and guabina ...
One of the favorites of our ancestors was the Seti's who end their journey in the niche of the adult Setí in the deep pools where the salt and fresh water mix, in the mountains of the Caribbean, particularly where submerged algae, which is their main food, abound. In those niches, they mate... This is why we call this the Seti Moon on some of our islands. At this time Ata Karaya reminds us while wearing her 10th full crown of lite, lite given to her by grandfather Sun that all life on earth has a journey to make, and at the end of the journey a new one begins. She also reminds us to keep ourselves in the spiritual balance needed to ensure that on our journey we acquire the wisdom needed as human beings so we can pass it on to our future generations. Think about this and do all you can to reconnect to the wisdom of the ancestors. Keep in mind as well that December 29,2020 is the last full moon for this Gregorian Year. Yet until Jan 1, 2021, we are still in its energy field. And if we are paying attention there are many dances of celestial energy creating beautiful patterns above our heads to remind us that we are all are on a journey in this life.
The following is a poem I wrote a while back and I will share it with you today :)
Luna Llena Maroya
Luna llena de encantos Maroya Abuela – otras vez estas de vuelta como si volvieras de un largo viaje a las estrellas.
Luna Abuela de misterios y magia en tu resplandor brillante eres reina de los cielos.
Eres hermosa abuela y sonrie tu rostro plateado y en el se detienen los recuerdos.
Con luz abrasas a tu hermana, la Madre Tierra, y en el reflejo de tu sombra le das alas a mi alma.
Nada interrumpe tu silencio sobre el viento que dulcemente despierta las canciones de otros tiempos.
En areytos de mujeres que te cantaban de sus sueños y te hablaban de sus penas.
Luna Abuela Maroya con siglos de historia con tus 13 coronas
Te vistes de Diosa.
Baila conmigo como bailabas con mis sabias abuelas que yo en tu luz bailaré contigo como bailaron ellas. Aprenderé contigo como lo hicieron ellas.
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Full moon/Maroya
Grandmother Moon full of charms Maroya - again you are back as if you are returning from a long journey to the stars.
Grandmother of mysteries and magic in your brilliant glow you are the queen of the skies.
You are a beautiful grandmother and your silver face smiles and memories live there.
With your light, your sister, Mother Earth glows, and in the reflection of your shadow, you give wings to my soul.
Nothing interrupts your silence in the wind, that gently awakens the songs of ancestral times.
And the dances of women who spoke to you of their dreams and told you about their sorrows.
Grandmother Maroya with centuries of history and your 13 crowns You are as a Goddess
dressed.
Grandmother dance with me as you danced with my grandmother's past; so I in your light can dance with you as they did.
So I in your lite I may learn from you just as they did.
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