Moonrise

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courtesy of pixabay.  

9:07 p.m. Friday, June 9, 2017.  It’s showtime and we are standing on the crest of the hill, facing east.  Where’s the full moon?  The sky has that summer haze, and the horizon is looking cloudy.  So we wait.

How to Wait for Moonrise:

Stand tall.

Feel the grass prickle your bare ankles.

Wrap your arms around your beloved and inhale his summer-rich scent.

Hear the swallows chortle as they ride the evening breeze.

Notice the cooling air on nape of neck.

Continue returning to the moment and practice patience.

The best things in life are free.  There it is, whole and entire, now visible in the dusky sky.  It travels quickly, changing from white to an orange-mauve hue, gaining in brilliance with every minute.  Yes, I could be in the city indulging in any number of entertainments, but this is where I want to be.  On the hill.

May you find a place, a moment, of beauty today.  It’s worth waiting for.

 

 

 

 

 

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3 thoughts on “Moonrise

  1. caribrackett June 16, 2017 / 1:51 am

    Happy for you, Diana! What a gift to have the hill!

    Savor.

    Cari

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  2. cherylcapaldotraylor June 16, 2017 / 9:03 pm

    Wonderful instructions! I, too, await the coming of each full moon with anticipation and peacefulness. Although, I don’t have a hill. Sounds like a lovely view.

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    • alexandertechnique2016 June 18, 2017 / 5:01 pm

      It is! Picture a pastoral scene of barns, silos, fields and woods. This past weekend, the hill was enhanced with firefly lights at dusk. May be writing about them—-

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