🕯️🌕 The Strawberry Moon — Blood, Berries & Binding
A Whisper Beneath the Witching Moon Tonight, the Strawberry Moon rises—ripe, red, and dripping with ancestral memory. Do not be fooled by her sweet name. This moon, heavy with summer’s breath, hums with ancient magic: the kind that stains your fingertips and binds your spirit to something deeper than wishful thinking. This is no gentle lunar blessing. This is the moon of blood rites and berry juice, of veils thinning in the heat, of spells spoken low between the trees. This is the witch’s moon. And tonight, she calls to you. The Dark History Behind June’s Full Moon They named it Strawberry Moon —a name sweet on the tongue, innocent in appearance. But names are spells, and this one hides what our ancestors knew well: that June’s full moon is no gentle light. It is a bloodletting. A marker of death dressed in crimson fruit. Before colonial mouths tamed her name, this moon was known in whispers among the old bloodlines— The Moon of Sacrifice , The Huntress’ Eye , or The First Ri...
