Engraving of the 1833 meteor storm
(probably the most intense Leonid meteor shower on record)I could feel a slow smile growing on my face, becoming aware that my thoughts had gone as loose as my eyes. Like being on the edge of sleep, your hearing shutting down, your awareness fading, only to be gently jolted back to consciousness by some small thing, I became aware that I wasn't really thinking about anything. That for a few minutes, the hamster wheel slowed and slowed to...nothing and all that existed were my eyes and the starry sky, a feeling for me as powerful as a meteor shower on earth. I'll have to get out there more often. Maybe earlier than the roosters start crowing...
Somewhere I read that the best way to watch a meteor shower is to let your eyes go loose. The only way to understand that is to do it. As you stop directing your concentration, a shift happens, sort of like looking at those pictures designed to work on your optic nerves, showing you patterns that at first glance are invisible. There! A light flashed across the sky, to the far left...a little while longer, and yes! another, to the lower right.Oh, another!
Before the deluge took precedence, I was going to post some photos of the day before. While I could post some pretty dramatic photos of the flooding and resulting damage, I think not. There are enough negative things in the world and since this will be the talk for awhile around here, I'd rather not start the day with it. So here is a reminder that we live in a beautiful place (if man would just keep his hands off of it).
Balance - it's a beautiful thing
Red tailed hawk high over the cart
Like the meteor shower early this morning, like weed flowers at our feet, we have to keep our eyes loose for the beauty that is out there - over our heads, in front of us at the next step. No, that's not voodoo hoodoo, it's just looking for the better things that ease the way for the rest of it...making life far more than simply bearable.
Have a cleaned up Tuesday; we will!