How I First Found the Moon

Finding the Moon Through Foraging

I first found the moon while I was looking into how to forage for plants. I’d read that picking certain plants during a full moon was said to carry different energies and benefits.

What stayed with me wasn’t the information as much as the feeling .The idea of being outside under moonlight, gathering slowly, paying attention — it felt instinctive. Quietly exciting.

Before long, I’d learned the moon phases and what they meant. At first, it was simply knowledge. Something interesting to understand.

Noticing Myself Alongside the Moon

Over time, my attention shifted.

I began noticing myself alongside the moon.

Not just what phase the moon was in, but how I felt during each phase. My energy. My mood. My capacity. My desire to be outward or inward.

Some phases felt naturally expansive — chatty, creative, able to hold more. Other phases felt heavy, reflective, or tired, even when life expected the same level of output.

Instead of overriding those feelings, I started listening to them.

Learning Without Tracking

At first, I tracked things loosely .Then, gradually, I didn’t need to track at all.

I could look at the moon and sense where I was in myself — without keeping a log, without analysing, without trying to do it “properly”.

This wasn’t about accuracy. It was about familiarity.

When My Cycle Didn’t Match the Moon

Sometimes the moon would be waxing — a phase associated with growth and building — and I’d know internally that I was actually waning.

Pushing, but tired. Wanting momentum, but needing to finish things off or slow down instead.

That’s when something important clicked.

The Moon as a Reference, Not an Authority

This wasn’t about the moon telling me what to do.

The moon became a reference point, not a rule. A guide rather than an authority.

The real work wasn’t learning the moon phases — it was learning my own cycle.

Understanding how I respond at different times. Accepting my internal signals instead of fighting them. Letting information from my body carry as much weight as expectations from the outside world.

Softening Self-Judgement

Working this way softened a lot of self-judgement.

When I stopped matching myself against calendars, productivity ideals, or fixed routines, things began to feel more sustainable.

Rest stopped feeling like failure. Slowing down stopped feeling like falling behind.

What Working With the Moon Really Means to Me

The moon didn’t fix anything for me. But it gave me a language for something I already felt — and permission to trust it.

For me, working with the moon isn’t about living by rules, rituals, or rigid timing. It’s about awareness. About listening. About staying in relationship with my own energy in a world that often asks us to ignore it.

And that, more than anything, is what has made this practice useful.