Queen of the Wind: A Moon Devotional for Dreaming and Daring

As the 1st Quarter Moon rises, we walk the Via Creativa embracing the joy of making, of playing, and birthing the unseen into form.

Invocation

O Queen of the Wind,
Hind of snow, Owl of night, Whisper in the sky,
we feel you stirring in the silence of this moonlit threshold.

In your breath we find the hush of winter’s promise.
In your wings we are shielded from despair.
You who walk between death and rebirth,
draw near to us now as we open the gate of the First Quarter Moon.

Let the cloudblessings gather.
Let the winds rise gently in our souls.
Guide our minds into dreaming,
our spirits into daring,
our hearts into imagining the world not as it is,
but as it could yet become.

We come not for conquest, but for wonder.
Not to dominate, but to co-create.
Teach us to trust the unseen,
to follow the owl’s flight,
to see with new eyes the paths that lie open
under your sky-born rule.

Amen. So be it. So may we soar.

The Sacred Moment

Today, the first quarter moon cuts a bold curve through the night, a bright edge of becoming against the sky. May we feel the call to create, to explore, to dance with the holy spark that stirs within us. In the generative tension of the First Quarter Moon, we walk the path of the Via Creativa: the way of inspiration, of sacred imagination, of shaping what has never been before. Our souls reach not for certainty, but for expression: for the joy of making, of playing, of sketching the unseen into form.

This is a moon to imagine, to risk, to begin.

Theme:

On this first-quarter moon, we open ourselves up to the power of the Via Creativa. Today my mind turns to the Fairy Queen of the Wind, who governs this time of year and who has such a deep connection to the element of Sky. The blessed white doe invites us into a time of introspection and renewal so that our creativity can be reborn. This is a time for divination and allowing our imaginations free rein to connect deeply to our spirits so we can find the deep yearning of our hearts and have the courage to ride those images into reality.

The Queen of the Wind governs the Northern Hemisphere from Samhain to Bealtaine. She brings the cold and the wind of winter, and governs the liminal space between death and rebirth. This is the place where our creativity arises, in that unseen space of the sky which lives with us unseen until the clouds, the rains, and the storms break upon us.

For most of us, our creativity works the same way. We often don’t see its magic as it works through our lives until we take on a project or make something, but it is ever present with us. Like the other crowd, creativity is unseen and mischievous.

Take this time for dreaming, especially daydreaming. Open yourself up to hope beyond your wildest dreams so the cloudblessings can rain down upon us. Any way you can enter those liminal spaces and embrace them fully, do it, so we can craft and divine a most gracious and powerful way for us to forge the future we desire rather than the one the powers that be wish to press upon us. It is only through the uncertainty of hope that we can break their chains and build a bright and better tomorrow.

The Queen of the Wind never bends the knee to the fashionable and loudest voices of the times, but focuses on the truth of the moment and the future that needs to be born. In the shadow of her wings we find our strength to carry on.

As the Hind white as freshly fallen snow, we imagine the presence of the Queen of the Winds thriving in winter. As a cat or owl, we see her liminal cleverness. As we meditate on her connection to the Via Creativa and the element of the Sky, her owl haunts the dark night of our souls and leads us to the cloudblessings we seek through these winter months.

In the owl’s eyes, we see the wonder and magic of the season take flight as we strive for a better world of tomorrow. We are emboldened to embrace the challenges set before us as we endeavour to bring our imaginations to life in this world filled with creative possibilities.

Practice or Invitation

Find a place where the air can reach you. An open window is enough. Sit comfortably. Let your hands rest on your lap. Close your eyes, but soften the face so it feels more like listening than shutting out the world.

Breath as Threshold

Feel your breath without trying to shape it. Imagine each inhale as a small doorway. Imagine each exhale as the doorway opening wider. The Queen of the Wind is not the breath itself but the motion that makes the breath possible. Let yourself sense that motion without describing it. The goal is not belief. The goal is perception of change.

Inviting Her Presence

When you feel your breath become steady, picture a faint stirring at the edge of your awareness. Not a figure. More like the first hint of a breeze before it touches the skin. Let that stirring grow until you can feel it brushing the edges of your thoughts. Treat it as the way she arrives. Her presence is the shift, not the shape.

Joining the Sky

Bring your attention to the air outside your body. If there is wind, let its tempo become the rhythm of her steps. If the air is still, imagine the stillness as her poised attention. Picture the sky as a canvas and the currents of air as her artistry. Each movement of breath inside you is now a small echo of the creativity that shapes the sky.

Creative Motion

As you breathe, imagine each inhale pulling in a thread of inspiration. These threads can feel light or sharp or cool. Let the character of the air determine the character of the inspiration. On the exhale, release anything that feels heavy. Picture the Queen of the Wind sweeping out the dust in the corners of your imagination. You do not need to choose what is swept away. Trust the motion itself.

Inner Weather

Let your thoughts behave like clouds. When an idea forms, watch it drift. When one dissolves, let it dissolve. Try not to chase them. Observe them as the Queen of the Wind observes the sky she shapes. Creativity becomes an atmosphere rather than a single point of focus.

Closing

When the practice feels complete, acknowledge her season. She rules the darker half of the year, so let the final breaths feel quiet and cool. Picture her presence receding the way a breeze recedes, not vanishing but stepping into the next layer of air. Open your eyes gently when your breath feels entirely your own again.

Closing Blessing

O Queen of the Wind,
you who move unseen through sky and spirit alike,
we give thanks for your presence among us.

In the hush of owl wings and the whisper of clouds,
you have stirred our dreaming and dared our hearts
to remember what is possible.

Let your cloudblessings continue to fall gently
on our thoughts, our visions, our sacred longings.
Let your breath carry our imaginings
into the wide sky of becoming.

As we return to the rhythm of our days,
may we hold fast to the wonder you have awakened.
May we walk the world with courage,
bearing the spark of the unseen fire
into every act of creation.

Guide us now as you always have:
not by path or plan,
but by wind and whisper,
by beauty and becoming.

So be it.
Amen.
And may we fly.