I stayed up last night to watch the Lunar Eclipse transpire. What a wondrous feeling I get from these aligned astronomical geometries. The quietness, the slow marching forward of time, the bursting waves of the Northern Lights in the sky overhead, and the projection of our very own shadow on a screen so far away. Shadow puppets on the Moon.
As the Moon darkened, the fainter stars slowly emerged. Even the Andromeda Galaxy graced the glass of my binoculars. And I felt wrapped in the infinite Love of the Universe. A perfect moment. A perfect world. A perfect Self.