First in this week….
I spend some nights on the terrace, and keep looking up at the sky. The less-than-full moon holds a promise of achieving its potential someday. It goes through endless cycles from nothingness to fullness. I see a message for humanity – that a roller coaster ride is unavoidable, through various stages of life and beyond the boundaries of life.
Clouds drape themselves around it. I see an eagerness in the clouds to mingle, rather than a menacing threat to engulf its existence. The moon becomes the voice of darkness, holding its own and saying, ‘All that is dark is not evil. It can be a backdrop for another to glow. It can allow borrowed light to seep through and shine. It can hold space for others.’
Darkness is deep, dense and delightful. I see darkness in a new light today.
the shape of half moons
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