“The Good Lord gave us mountains so we can learn how to climb.”
I reached the top of a mountain Sunday night that I have been climbing, well, for all intents and purposes, my whole life. It isn’t the only mountain I have been scaling for a long time, nor the last that I will attempt to ascend to the top. But it was, it is, a big one for me that has required a lot of time, learning, effort, sacrifice, and perseverance.
And I could not have climbed it alone.
There are people who are always in love with the sky. No matter the weather. No matter the season. No matter the time of day.
They see beauty in every sunset. In every rainstorm. In every passing cloud.
In starry nights. Rainbows. The noonday sun. Falling snow. Blue clear skies. Sunrises. Even thundershowers.
They are those special individuals who truly welcome and live in each moment. Those whose hearts beat with gratitude. Whose minds are open and accepting. Whose spirits are compassionate and empathetic. And whose eyes see the splendor and awe in everything.
They are those who teach by example. Who find something to like and appreciate in everything. And seemingly everyone.
They show us what is possible when we see the good, the beauty, the possibilities in everything and everybody.
The way they look at, embrace, and appreciate the moods, colors, and behavior of the sky are models for loving. For loving others. And for loving ourselves.
We should all be so fortunate to find someone who will love us the same way. Just as we would love them. No matter the weather. No matter the season. No matter the time of day. We would always be in love with their sky.
Love like that,
#ItsInTheWayThatYouUseIt #LiveLikeThat #DoThatThing #LoveIsTheAnswer #LoveLikeThat
At 6:30 tonight (yesterday, November 14, 2016) I began my supermoon watch with my first “walk and awe” of the evening. It was nothing short of awesome. The supermoon was so big, and bold, and brilliant in the already-black sky at that time that I thought it was at least midnight. Watching was irresistible. It really did seem to me to be the biggest, brightest, and most-beautiful appearance of the moon that I had ever seen – and I am a regular moongazer.
But there was something more to the moon and its typical magic tonight. More to the experience. It was as though the moon – by and through its proximity and radiance and dominance in the night sky – was transmitting a compelling message. Bearing a witness. Acting as a conduit of connection.