on turns and turquoise and my twenty-fourth

It's the eve of my great turn, the 24th turn and as my father noted the greatest because every circle I spin out into a better woman and every unfolding has had me reaching upwards, outwards. Leaning towards the light like the basil in my bedroom. Tonight there is a tingling at the base of my spine it's reminding me to stay connected to muladara as I continue spinning. Tonight it's too cloudy to see the full moon but I feel it in the corner of my smile and can taste it when I lick my lips and can touch it when I reach inside, I know it's in Scorpio and I know it bodes well for me. This afternoon on a whim and because I had let the wind whip my hair down foothills for too long I Bought myself the turquoise ring I have been eyeing for months. Sometimes on a lonely day I would wander northbound and try it on in that dusty store. I like the shop because she let's me walk in barefoot and circle round the rugs wearing that ring. I'd slide my fingers across dusty table tops and those painted ladders and glance at my out stretched palm but I'd always leave the way I came in - barefoot and longing. Well today was the eve of my great turn and I left the shop dripping in turquoise, tasting the full moon on my lips, still barefoot, full.