Come to my hut -
The crickets will
Serenade you, and I will
Introduce you to the moonlit woods.
~ Taigu Ryokan (1758-1831)
It’s Day 27 of my Thirty Days of Thanksgiving practice, and I admit I am a little groggy. Lady Moon, who is quite nearly full, kept waking me up all night!
I am not sure how the Moon’s annual path works; I know it doesn’t have the regularity of the Sun’s ecliptic. But at this time of year it seems, She always has a much higher arc across the night sky. She comes up closer to due East, shining in the window above the bed, and even sometimes even managing to peek through our north-facing windows, too.
Combining Her exalted zenith with the bare trees, our colder months are usually the best for loving Lady Luna. Usually, though, at 2 am, I’d just as soon be asleep.
But Mama Moon had other plans for me last night. Sometime in the wee hours, high, thin clouds had rolled in. They were just enough to create a powerful luminosity that turned the entire sky to brilliant silver. The diffused light poured across the landscape so that, reflecting and bouncing, the whole world outside my window was a glowing, pulsing pearl.
Who would ever prefer sleep with so much gorgeous magic calling? Not I!
Thank you, sweet Moon.