Tuesday, February 15, 2022
(Moon phase is Waxing Gibbous; February’s “Snow Moon” rises fullest tomorrow evening.)
The common names of Earth’s fullest monthly moons trigger my energy and imagination. My mind playing with February’s ” Snow Moon” ups visions of landscapes. Those mind-lands are country-like, stretched-out, and Snow Moon is tinting everything bluish-white. I yearn to don warm boots and go roaming. I want to fall into blue-like snow and roll. My joy is absolutely primitive; it’s a human response to the first light penetrating a dark sky from time immemorial.
My vision isn’t entirely from imagination. Over the past year and monthly, I’ve felt these emotions in real-time after waiting beyond city lights and in darkness, and seeing fullest moons rise above nearly invisible horizons. Those breakings of night-times make me joyous, make me wish to dance. The considerable significance of natural light on our human senses is that it reduces caution. Elevating hope triggers sheer joy.
Tomorrow’s weather might be cloudy when Snow Moon breaks the horizon. I’ll be waiting for the moment of rising with a camera, and hoping for unobstructed viewing. Beautiful new light will appear, regardless of the weather, and revive that intense delight shared by humans for millions of years.
Dear Friends: So much available to be experienced invites us all! Diana