The recent moons have left me spent — tides of light dragging at the edges of my vision, pulling me into exhaustion I didn’t fully understand until their passing. I write this now in welcome — to the incoming moon, to new cycles, to what follows.
This Harvest Moon, poised to rise as a supermoon, arrives not just as a celestial spectacle, but as a marker: of turning, of emergence, of motion forward. In its glow I sense permission — permission to move, to breathe, to open.
I am releasing “Beneath” alongside this moonrise. There’s a rightness in their alignment. Beneath, as title, as concept, as song: what lies under, what is hidden, what yearns to become visible. With this track comes a sense of progress, of output — of offering something formed from stillness. And I believe: more will follow.
In the night to come, when the moon climbs above rooftops or peaks, I’ll watch for its softness, its bold fullness. May clouds part. May the light find its way. May listeners find the spaces beneath.
To those reading: may this Harvest Moon offer its blessing to your own hidden things. May it grant a small opening, a quiet encouragement. And may “Beneath” find its ears, its home, its wings.
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