if
peace
had
an
address.
it
would
be
somewhere
between
the moon
&
the trees.
There are always more questions than answers.
We had a delightful dinner with Dana and Anne last evening at their Portland condo overlooking Casco Bay. We were able to watch the slightly waining full moon rise over the bay....and we could actually see it move. Or could we?
Can the moon....actually rise? Or is the earth doing all the moving?
Dana has come to think about it as the earth rolling over....and we had quite a lively discussion about what is actually happening.
But I like the sound of a moonrise.....so I'm sticking with that.
And somewhere between the moon & the trees is peace.
There are always more more questions than answers...and we all had lots of questions. But more important than any answers is that we were fully present while laughing...wondering....and watching a nearly full moon appearing to rise over the bay. It was spectacular....and felt like peace.
Your post speaks to things near and dear to my heart, MaryAnn. Last month the weather was such that in my neck of the woods we missed any sight of the full moon along with the days leading up to and away from same. I am actively grateful that this month we've had clear skies for all the phases we missed last month. I've enjoyed the moonrises (moon appearances!), and my pal the moon has been companionably lighting my predawn walks, too.
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