Many moons ago, I was looking forward to a celebration milestone. A fun event filled with flowers, colorful banners and a giant birthday cake. Instead what I got was bad news about a family situation. My happy bubble burst like a balloon. I shied away from Facebook because the festive photos of my friends and depressing news were affecting me negatively.
I stare at the glorious moon tonight. Her light shining above city lights and lake. Steady is her gaze above the fickled frays of human affairs and changing seasons. I realize that it was my expectations, my perspective that was making me unhappy. I re-frame my blessings and simple joys in the serenity of the blue hours. Refocusing, I see the glimmer of pink threads knitting the magical hour.
birds fly along ancient routes
unrippled by tides below
Photo credit: Gary Fraser
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