Tonight, the first full moon of the year, the Wolf Moon has risen above our town. It's shining on the water and lighting up even the darkest of streets, sending it's magical light down to enchant us and fill us with it's mystery.
The January full moon is known as the Wolf Moon, named so by the Indian tribes who, on cold winter nights, experienced the mournful and frightening sound of wolves howling through the night on nights when the full moon lit their dark paths.
Once I heard an old legend, one that I can't quite remember all the details too, about a pack of wolves, the protectors or spirit guides of one nation of Indians, who in order to better protect their people, merged with the sky wolf and the earth wolf, becoming the moon. The yellow of the moon shown down into the eyes of the cubs on earth, forever leaving wolves eyes tinted yellow.
This years wolf moon is so big and so beautiful that it makes me want to join those wolves in howling my pleasure for all to hear. I hope your skies are clear enough that you can see it as well. A truly incredible sight.