The Story Behind the Poem: “Pulling Down the Sun”

“Pulling Down the Sun” from Moon Full of Moons

The moonbreath we see is an illusion
(the Moon is always-full yet mirror-empty)

Unlike the Moon, I own the light I shine,
as my fire grows in brightness, spiraling outwardly

So, I pull down the Sun and glow from within
to see possibility in a starfield overarching

There is a constellation of which my light is part –
I sculpt the shape of it, tell its mythology

And I find, like a stone, I am always the perfect size…
I am the stone of my skies

“Pulling Down the Sun” is a fairly dense poem, a revelation of empowerment. Let’s uncover the meaning line-by-line:

The moonbreath we see is an illusion
(the Moon is always-full yet mirror-empty)

The rhythm of the Moon’s waxing and waning is like a chest rising and falling with breathing. But these changes in the Moon’s fullness  and emptiness are an illusion. The Moon is always (literally) full and complete, and yet the Moon is empty the way a mirror is empty. It needs the Sun for its light to shine.

Unlike the Moon, I own the light I shine,
as my fire grows in brightness, spiraling outwardly

I think the first line says it. Unlike the Moon, we can shine a light of our own making. What’s more, the light we shine in the world continues to grow over time and reaches outward to touch more and more people.

So, I pull down the Sun and glow from within
to see possibility in a starfield overarching

This is the line I write in books I sign: “glow from within”. To me, it’s a moment of profound empowerment. It is as if the Moon realized it didn’t need the Sun to light the skies. In our case, it is the realization that we don’t need external things like career, approval of others, popularity, possessions, etc, to shine our inner light. Once we discard these distractions of seeking for our “light” externally, we can more easily glow from within and see the boundless possibility of ourselves.

There is a constellation of which my light is part –
I sculpt the shape of it, tell its mythology

When we cultivate the light within ourselves, we start to notice others like us. We create a type of constellation, and we are the ones who define it. We write our stories, share the meaning of our lives that we define.

And I find, like a stone, I am always the perfect size…
I am the stone of my skies

It struck me that stones are always perfect. It is not possible for a stone to be the “wrong” shape or size. If we return to the Moon metaphor, we can now describe a moon that is as perfect as a stone: a moon that has now learned to shine its own light!

Wishing everyone the joy of inspiration and personal empowerment. Glow from within!

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