Owning our unique spark

Meet Luna, also known as Lulu, Luna Tuna and most fittingly, Looney Tunes. 

It is so interesting to me how animals and people often embody the names they are given. Luna the horse was named after Luna Lovegood in the Harry Potter series. I never knew until I began writing this piece that Luna the book character was also nicknamed Looney because of her propensity to march to the beat of her own drum. 

Luna the horse marches to her drum all day long. She bucks, she kicks on her stall door, she tries to play games with the dogs, and she assumes everyone loves her at all times. There appears to be no question in her mind that she is always and forever The Queen. She’s my role model! 

I think many of us could learn something from dear, goofy Luna about embracing our uniqueness, owning our Divine spark. Last week, I participated in a new moon circle with the theme, How Can I Bring My Unique Spark to Support the Collective? When it came time to name my unique spark, it almost felt stuck in my throat. Why couldn’t I be like Luna and just put it out there? Why did most of the women in the group have the same trouble?

I believe it is because we have not been taught to value our individuality. Our culture amplifies our innate desire for belonging, it pushes us to believe that who we are is not enough, and it forces us into comparison and judgement. So, most of us learn to hide our light. It feels awkward to describe our unique spark to others because it feels like bragging or worse, because we barely believe it ourselves.

We have forgotten that we are each unique expressions of the Divine. If we accepted that truth, wouldn’t we shine boldly and unapologetically?

This theme came up again for me this morning when I pulled an oracle card to set a focus for my meditation. Part of the message in the guidebook said:  “You are free to live wildly and expansively.” In my meditation, I was invited to fly through the air with the Divine Mother, and as I did, I began to release old stories I have been telling myself about myself. The ones that limit me and make me feel “less than.” As I dropped these heavy beliefs to the ground, I flew higher and higher. Soon I was tumbling forward like a joyful child. I experienced how it felt to live wildly and expansively and understood the only thing preventing me from doing so was me.

When we each unabashedly shine in our uniqueness, we contribute to the energetic expansion of the collective. This means we can take the pressure off ourselves to accomplish something grand before we die. We just need to do what we do in the very best way that we can. We simply need to be who we are, with no apology. We are free to live wildly and expansively in our own way and that in itself is a gift to the world.

I have no idea what a horse thinks about all day, but I’m pretty certain Luna does not ponder whether or how she is bringing her unique spark to support the collective. She merely is who she is, always. Animals are such wise teachers.

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Jennifer Reeve

Jennifer works as a healing guide by teaching Qoya and yoga, facilitating moon circles and providing energy healings and readings. Her aim is to help people connect with their Divine essence through movement, meditation and time in nature. Her work is guided by the belief that the feminine voice, power and magic are needed on earth now more than ever before!

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