Written by Every full moon, I set out water beneath the night sky. By morning, it’s transformed, as the tradition goes, into moon water, charged with lunar energy and intention. I keep this water in a small brass holder on my gratitude altar, refreshing it each evening as part of my practice.
And every morning, without fail, Freyja jumps onto the altar and drinks it.
My cat has inserted herself into my ritual so completely that I’ve stopped questioning whether the water is really for me at all. She approaches the brass holder with the kind of reverence I’m still learning – no hesitation, no doubt, just pure presence. While I stumble through my gratitude practice some mornings, distracted and half-awake, she shows up with absolute certainty.
Who Practices for Whom?
I never asked Freyja if she wanted to be part of this. I never explained the full moon, or intention-setting, or why this particular water sits in this particular place. Yet she’s made it her ritual too, perhaps more faithfully than I have.