The world feels still and silent when I stand watching the moon rise from the sea. Its magnetism pulls me in, and I can sense hidden dimensions of this world. It’s powerful.

In contrast, and in other places, I’ve grown used to watching the sun set over the water, a circle of light slowly sinking behind the sea, turning bright skies into dusk. But here, the full moonrises I’ve watched move in the opposite way: the sky is dim, and a circle of light emerges from hiding behind the sea, rising upward and casting a magical glow over the world.

This summer was one of the heaviest periods of my life. Spiritually, astrologically, and through my healing journey, it was a time of facing my inner demons. I couldn’t work properly, I couldn’t socialise, I couldn’t truly live. My days were reduced to working, sleeping, and barely eating.

The one thing that remained constant was my evening walks. Those full moonrises, so magical and serene, were what I looked forward to, the only moments that brought me peace.

I felt incredibly lucky to have witnessed this. I remember setting my calendar and alarms to make sure I didn’t miss a single moonrise while living in Antibes. The freeing feeling will stay with me forever.

Here, a photo-series of the moon rising in Antibes.