From Meditations on Intention and Being: Daily Reflections on the Path of Yoga, Mindfulness, and Compassion by Rolf Gates, Day 351
“The light of the moon is still, empty, and private. A place for wounded hearts and withered spirits to take their first steps back into a world they felt they had lost. A place to remember cool summer breezes and the ease of a good night’s sleep. The moon’s light is perfect for long walks under the stars. By her light we will look into eyes that love us back. Sitting with her, we will remember that there is not time, only now. With her light on our face we will leave the house of our sorrow and begin the journey of our joy.”
Something about the moon and her light that connection with. I am drawn to her. I look for her in the night sky. I delight in seeing her waxing toward her fullness, sit mesmerized by her fullness, and relax into her waning restfulness.
* I took this photo in Locarno Switzerland.