The Shift of the Snow Moon

The Snow Moon mirrors this shift; it invites us to enter our own inner winter—to slow down, soften, and listen more deeply. This weekend I hosted an event at Hippie Soul Yoga in Falcon. Awaken Light in Darkness - the event is a gentle reminder of how important it is to gather in community with like minded people in the moment. It is my place to support the people in this event, but I would like to add, how held I also feel when I was hosting this event. We are wired for connection and community. We are wired to find our “pack” and I truly think what we have here in Falcon is extremely special and I hope everyone will find the same. This time in life is not easy, we need the community to create a bigger flame and light in the Darkness.

Here is a little writing about Yin and the Dark Moon… I also believe it is very important to remember to honor and follow the natural cycles of this planet. I wouldn’t have called my site Moon Harmony, if I didn’t strongly believe in this.

The Dark Moon — Entering the Unknown

As the Moon turns dark, the sky empties of light and invites us into Yin.
In Yin–Yang philosophy, darkness does not represent lack or failure—it represents the Unknown. It is the fertile void, the place before form, where possibility exists without shape.

The dark Moon reminds us that not everything needs to be illuminated to be meaningful. Some truths are born only in silence, in stillness, in spaces where certainty dissolves.

Yin and the Realm of Mystery

In the Yin–Yang symbol, the black half represents the vast, mysterious field of potential. It is the place of intuition, instinct, and deep inner knowing—where life exists as possibility rather than outcome. This is the realm of mystery, where we are asked to soften our grip on logic and trust what cannot yet be seen.

And yet, within the black lives a single white dot.

This small point of light is a reminder that within every unknown, something is already forming. Even in darkness, awareness exists. Even in uncertainty, there are seeds of understanding quietly gathering strength.

The Collective and the Subconscious

The black half of the symbol also speaks to the collective—the shared systems, communities, and unconscious patterns that shape our lives. It reminds us that we do not exist in isolation. Much of what influences us lives beneath the surface, woven through culture, ancestry, and shared human experience.

Dreams arise from this same dark terrain. They are fluid and symbolic, speaking the language of emotion rather than logic. In dreams, meaning emerges not through reason, but through relationship—between images, feelings, and memory.

Even within dreams—within the black—there is always a white dot. A spark of wakeful awareness. In lucid moments, we glimpse this truth: that consciousness exists even while we are immersed in mystery.

Darkness, Death, and Renewal

The dark Moon is also connected to death—not as an ending, but as a pause. A return to stillness. A moment of dissolution before rebirth. In nature, death is never separate from life; it is simply part of the cycle.

Here too, the white dot remains.

Within death live the seeds of regeneration. Within endings, the potential for renewal. What dissolves in darkness is not lost—it is composted, transformed, and prepared for what will come next.

The Wisdom of the Dark Moon

This Moon phase asks for surrender rather than action. It invites rest, reflection, and listening. It teaches us that growth does not always happen in visible ways. Sometimes, the most important work unfolds beneath the surface, hidden from view.

The Dark Moon reminds us that we do not need to rush toward answers. There is wisdom in waiting. There is intelligence in stillness. There is power in allowing ourselves to not know.

This is the Moon of becoming—
of seeds beneath snow,
of breath in quiet spaces,
of trust in the unseen.

As the Moon disappears from the sky, we are reminded of this sacred balance:
nothing ends without transforming,
nothing is ever truly lost,
and every darkness carries within it the promise of light.

“The world holds its breath
beneath a blanket of white.
Footprints disappear.
Edges soften.
Even time seems to slow.

The moon hides her face,
working in silence,
teaching us that not all beginnings
need to be seen.

Snow falls without asking,
layer upon layer of quiet grace,
covering what was worn,
what was tired,
what no longer needs to be named.

Beneath the frozen ground
seeds are not asleep—
they are listening.
Gathering strength in the dark.
Remembering how to grow.

This is the moon of winter’s womb,
where nothing rushes
and everything prepares.

Rest here.

In Light,

Penelope