1. Full moon on Friday. Did you know that 40% of incoming undergraduate students to Naropa University identify “earth-based” as their religion of choice. That it is not just Buddhists from Wisconsin, or the children of Buddhists from Wisconsin. Who come here. To generalize. Not sure how I know this. 79.5% sure I have not invented this statistic.
2. Earth-centered, let’s pull down the moon. How? A simple Hindu meditation — to clarify, I also sang second soprano in St.Luke’s Episcopal Church in Brockport, NY — with a pagan twist: Find a bit of ground. Sit on it. Internally chant [repeat] a mantra. Perhaps the simple “Om.” Perhaps a bit of Kant you memorized over the Winter Break. Summer now, almost. And imagine: that the moon is pouring down [through you] into the ground. The structural requirement is that you should have a body.
3. What is the shape of your body? Have you read Jenny Boully’s “The Body”? Define: the posture-gesture set. Rotate and glitch on the balcony. As beneath. The trees.
4. You’re drawing the moon down through your body. You are breathing. Imagine now that a rope of energy is coming — threading — through the moon and down through you. Into the ground. To re-loop. Or be. This is shakti. The world starts to throb a little bit.
5. The specific instructions are to meditate, according to your tradition or practice, outside, at night or late dusk — just as the moon is rising. Perhaps your meditation will bring a healing or cardinal image. Perhaps your meditation will give you access to the moonlight itself with its orange-blue flecks on a spectrum of radiant nodes. You could note these flecks. You could recall them.
6. Then write.
7. The writing is a sub-geometric mandala built from the image or void that comes from the meditation. To pull down the moon is to ask for a vision or have one, but that is your own business.
8. Whether you are a novelist, a poet or a person writing in a revolutionary visual/comedic forms, do not forget to open yourself to the moonlight on Friday as an activating force. It would be like taking a bite from one of Yeats’ silver or golden apples. How a daily practice of linking to cosmic and earthly light makes: the writing: stream.