Ecstatic Dance with MoonMovements
Since my last blog, Reloading, regarding mid-year reflections featuring my 2025 color-coded spreadsheet and my commitment to add in the spontaneity and openness to run off the rail and try something totally new, I did! I added a blue sky into the background, splattered a few stars, and threw in some pictures over those rigid edges, to make time for spontaneity—to refill my happiness tank.
I hadn’t heard of full moon ecstatic dance classes until I met Samantha at a local business networking event. Once she described it, I couldn’t say no. She’s young, beautiful, and energetic. I’m much older, but it didn’t matter! My soul’s always been old, but my spirit is forever twelve.
I’m that little girl dancing in the field, plucking daisies and bachelor’s buttons, and skipping through the creek waters after a long day’s work. I am that little girl dancing on the dust-spotted earth, tongue out, rain hitting my face and arms spread wide twirling beneath the sun. I am the conduit of earth and sky. I speak for both.
My spirit wasn’t written into my spreadsheet and I lost her somewhere in that stark 2025 spreadsheet—lost in numbers, deadlines, and those color-coded cells. Buried under plans that didn’t feel like me —the ones that never seemed to end. That’s why I wasn’t happy. Not just tired or busy—truly unhappy.
Dancing barefoot on the cool hardwood floor, swaying to Samantha’s beats, I felt a release I hadn’t known I needed. It was more than movement –it was reclaiming a piece of my spirit I’d forgotten to tend.
But she’s still there –that little girl inside me—lifting the window, stepping out into the paths of night with blessings of heaven’s breath as she wades into the moonlight glistening upon the waters bright, standing firm in the silt of river’s earth. There I saw her youthful face again, upturned to the moonlight, water trickling across the skin of her bare feet, I am the conduit of earth and sky. I speak for both.
It took me a while to remember her, but as I swayed to Samantha’s music, the sound wrapped around me, gentle yet insistent, until my mind stopped counting and my body just listened. There, I found her again.
And with her, I found myself. I found my center.
In that stillness, I felt the deep, quiet healing of moving with the rhythm of the full moon –an ancient, calm swaying that carries you home.
It was a needed release, and something I’d recommend.
Thank you for the class at
https://www.instagram.com/mushmoon.mama/#
https://www.instagram.com/refugehealingstudio/
It’s not a simple feeling—it’s art, it’s science.
Sway, between two worlds passed down from our ancestors.
-Lira Wren
© 2025 Lira Wren. All rights reserved.
🌙 Moon + Earth + Science
A treasure box for the sway between worlds
Moonlight & Mood: Studies show that simply spending mindful time under moonlight can reduce cortisol (stress hormone) and increase serotonin, the feel-good chemical linked to calm focus.
Water’s Song: Flowing water produces negative ions that can lift mood, lower stress, and help the mind shift into creative flow.
Flute’s Whisper: Native American flute music has been shown to slow the heartbeat and encourage alpha and theta brainwaves — the same states linked to deep relaxation and daydream creativity.
Salt in the Air: The scent and spray of moving water carry minerals and ions that can boost respiration and leave the nervous system in a more balanced, grounded state.
Have you ever felt your spirit waiting to be found again?
Share your story or a moment that brought you back to yourself in the comments below—I’d love to hear it.
If you’re drawn to the healing power of art and earth, stay tuned for my upcoming zine—another step on this journey of spirit and sway.
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-Lira Wren
© 2025 Lira Wren. All rights reserved.
