Magic Moment ~ Magic Memory

Last night when everyone else was in bed (and I should have been) I went outside to look at the sky.  I get email alerts from NASA when possible Auroras may happen.  So I go and look.  I have not seen the Northern Lights in many years.   But I keep looking and hoping.  

My most memorable Aurora Borealis was in 1979, it was my first.  It was a late August night and my guy and I had just hitched a ride.  We were riding in the back of a pick up truck and it was freaking freezing!  We were in the Yukon.  The two women who had given us the ride were escaping to somewhere from something.  The truck contained all their worldly possessions.  We barely fit in the back.  We stopped once to ooh and aah at a giant porcupine.   The stop was fortunate it allowed us to get into our sleeping bags as the ride continued.  Soon after we heard a crackle.  We looked out of our bags and let out a sound that is hard to describe because what we were seeing was beyond words.  The truck stopped and we all got out and danced in the glowing green waves of light.  We tried to keep time with the snap and the crackle.  We all became random.  I think we would have stopped there forever but it was just so cold.  The journey continued as did the lights.  We wanted sleep, we wanted to escape into the dark warmth of out bags.  We could not stop looking...and...listening.  The crackling seemed to flow through our bodies.  It is a sound I will take to my grave.

So last night I was very tired.  I went outside without a jacket, it was cold.  I played with my camera in the dark to "see" what might happen as I turned dials and clicked the shutter.  I pointed at the moon (and I think Saturn...with a speck that was reddish..mars?)  But no matter the labels, the names....the cold, the dark, the fatigue brought me back to that night long ago way out west, way up north. So a magic moment in memory.

Here is some of my play.......

Winter Sky

Sunday Sky

 What a beautiful gift from nature

~~~Magic Moment~~~

Song at Sunset

By Walt Whitman

1819-1892

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Splendor of ended day floating and filling me, 
Hour prophetic, hour resuming the past, 
Inflating my throat, you divine average, 
You earth and life till the last ray gleams I sing. 

Open mouth of my soul uttering gladness, 
Eyes of my soul seeing perfection, 
Natural life of me faithfully praising things, 
Corroborating forever the triumph of things. 

Illustrious every one! 
Illustrious what we name space, sphere of unnumber'd spirits, 
Illustrious the mystery of motion in all beings, even the tiniest insect, 
Illustrious the attribute of speech, the senses, the body, 
Illustrious the passing light--illustrious the pale reflection on 
the new moon in the western sky, 
Illustrious whatever I see or hear or touch, to the last. 

Good in all, 
In the satisfaction and aplomb of animals, 
In the annual return of the seasons, 
In the hilarity of youth, 
In the strength and flush of manhood, 
In the grandeur and exquisiteness of old age, 
In the superb vistas of death. 

Wonderful to depart! 
Wonderful to be here! 
The heart, to jet the all-alike and innocent blood! 
To breathe the air, how delicious! 
To speak--to walk--to seize something by the hand! 
To prepare for sleep, for bed, to look on my rose-color'd flesh! 
To be conscious of my body, so satisfied, so large! 
To be this incredible God I am! 
To have gone forth among other Gods, these men and women I love. 

Wonderful how I celebrate you and myself 
How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! 
How the clouds pass silently overhead! 
How the earth darts on and on! and how the sun, moon, stars, dart on and on! 
How the water sports and sings! (surely it is alive!) 
How the trees rise and stand up, with strong trunks, with branches 
and leaves! 
(Surely there is something more in each of the trees, some living soul.) 

O amazement of things--even the least particle! 
O spirituality of things! 
O strain musical flowing through ages and continents, now reaching 
me and America! 
I take your strong chords, intersperse them, and cheerfully pass 
them forward. 

I too carol the sun, usher'd or at noon, or as now, setting, 
I too throb to the brain and beauty of the earth and of all the 
growths of the earth, 
I too have felt the resistless call of myself. 

As I steam'd down the Mississippi, 
As I wander'd over the prairies, 
As I have lived, as I have look'd through my windows my eyes, 
As I went forth in the morning, as I beheld the light breaking in the east, 
As I bathed on the beach of the Eastern Sea, and again on the beach 
of the Western Sea, 
As I roam'd the streets of inland Chicago, whatever streets I have roam'd, 
Or cities or silent woods, or even amid the sights of war, 
Wherever I have been I have charged myself with contentment and triumph. 

I sing to the last the equalities modern or old, 
I sing the endless finales of things, 
I say Nature continues, glory continues, 
I praise with electric voice, 
For I do not see one imperfection in the universe, 
And I do not see one cause or result lamentable at last in the universe. 

O setting sun! though the time has come, 
I still warble under you, if none else does, unmitigated adoration. 

~~~Gratitude~~~

Magic Moments

 I am Grateful for magical moments.  This was how I viewed the moon earlier this week.  It was right at sun rise...or...moon set.  I think we experience magic and beauty so we will pause and be in the moment.  Our human way of life is so hustle and bustle that it is easy to get caught up in the torrent of daily doings.  I believe we are wired to have our breath taken away to remind us to breath.  This moment did that for me.  Speech Less!

Moments of Magic

Ashok

When grace descends on you,
unannounced and unexpected,

When your prayers are answered,
and you are given more than you asked,

When your love is reciprocated,
and your calls are returned,

When you are content with life,
and your heart knows true peace,

When the existence resonates,
in silence with your being,

you are blessed to live,
in those magical moments.

Let this moment pass in quiet gratitude,
Let this moment remain forever,

For, some words are better left unsaid,
The soul remembers them forever!

It is my intention, each Sunday, to share something that fills me with Gratitude. 

I write ~~~Gratitude~~~ with the wavy lines to represent the gratitude ENERGY~~~~~! 

I hope you will join me and share your gratitude moments. 

~~~Amen, Blessed Be, Namaste'~~~