Last night was the Hunters Moon. A glowing full moon whose traditional significance is that it marked the beginning of the season where we hunted for our provisions for winter.

It’s hard to realize that winter is coming.

Like all full moons it’s also a good time for Scrying. I use an obsidian mirror.

Deep focus is hard for my ADHD brain at times but I can do it.

I was amazed when the blank mirror resolved an image of a goddess or deity. Female, sexual but not sexualised, with coiling black snakes for hair. And a face made entirely of fire.

It was a startling image. I stared at her as she slowly danced around the glass. Then she faded out.

I’m still unpacking what it means.

The vision potentially aligns with powerful symbols of transformation, the divine feminine, and cycles of change. The full moon amplifies this, suggesting heightened intuition and connection to cosmic forces. Whether I should interpret this as personal transformation, a call to deeper wisdom, or resonance with mythic goddesses, the experience seems to me to be profoundly archetypal and perhaps significant.