Tonight's moon is the strawberry moon, and a search for its symbolism fittingly revealed little philosophy and a great number of events. Who wants to be inside reading with a moon like this? Action appears to be the theme of this June moon.

The strawberry moon is relatively straight forward, being the time of the strawberry harvest. It is a time of rapid growth and fleeting fruit. Since the last Strawberry moon, I have witnessed the rapid growth of a newborn baby to a toddler full of life, light, and attitude. I have watched a shy and hesitant toddler bloom into an articulate and engaging little boy. I have witnessed Rob grow as a musician, as a husband, and as a father. I have experienced an insane amount of change, transforming and transplanting almost everything in my life. And through all this, I have experienced a challenging stretch of personal growth, finding unknown inner strength, my breaking point, my voice, and a few more steps on the patch toward being a whole person.

Yet all this change seems haphazard, and successful navigation of it outside my control, Like the frenzied growth of a strawberry patch. Only by happenstance have I arrived here intact and a better version of Jade.

One source I could find pointed to a Coyote mother as teacher and anchor through the Strawberry moon's time of change, and I couldn't help but wonder who my Coyote mother is. In last year's Strawberry moon, it was Nettie. While I waited for Sophia's arrival, a change that already manifested for me and was about to, unbeknownst to all of us, rocket our family into a year of nothing BUT change, Nettie moved me to act. She helped move me to the ocean, to the field, to my kitchen, and to the Goddess. It was in those moments of simple action that I was able to harness and experience the change that swirled around me.

In the ocean, I drew Sophia's name on the beach and let her know that I was ready for her. I conquered my fear of early labor and allowed myself to visit the sea, miles from my midwife. We collected sand and water and said our thanks at the frothy hem of the Goddess's skirt.

In the field I was moved to laugh, to eat, to satisfy and manifest my vision for Sophia's pregnancy. I was moved to embrace my round body's strength and desire and take pleasure in the earth that had grown such a beautiful and healthy baby.

In my kitchen I was moved to capture that fleeting perfection, to find a natural stasis that would allow me access back to that field after the moment had passed. In my kitchen I connected that moment in my life with that of many women before, harvesting the peace and bounty of one time for the unknown to come.

And with Nettie's help, her calm presence and stability with the one thing that scared me most about going into labor, I was able to give myself wholly to the experience of birth, communing with the Goddess and finding that well of strength it took to move Sophia into this world.

So I take that lesson of action in this Strawberry moon and wonder where it will manifest. So many changes have found us in the last year, and I know there are more waiting for us. Dylan has an incredible big year ahead, with a world around him expanding at a pace none of us can fully comprehend. Sophia has ahead of her the patch Dylan took last year, but filtered through her wind-in-the-face personality. For me, I don't know. For now I'm just tending my home, my family and my garden, enjoying the moment of summer bounty.