After a day full of music, mucking about in the van, and a huge meal with good company and good food, I was feeling the need for moving around a bit lest I resemble a stuffed turkey! I took an easy bike ride around the area, dropped off the trash and then headed back as the sun was setting behind the hills. I watched the indigo creep and blanket the sky as the pearl glaze lingered on the horizon before disappearing altogether. Another few minutes and darkness was in charge.
I still felt restless, so I took a walk under a sky that looked remarkably like those sky maps that used to come with the National Geographic when I was little. I do my best thinking while I am moving and I’ve had a lot on my mind. But with each step the weight lightened until I was smiling. By then the full glory of the night sky hung above my head like a black velvet diamond display, with the stars winking and glinting in fiery perfection, as if I could pluck them from the sky with my fingers.
Tomorrow bad weather is to move in, delaying a trip. But that’s okay. Flexibility rules the day. I always have a difficult time with expectations, real or imagined, mine or others. I’m trying to teach myself that sometimes things just unroll before you when you least expect them to, kind of like a creosote bush in the dark(admonition to sometimes look down while walking, thinking and star gazing!) You won’t always understand them. And that’s okay. Embrace the uncertainty with eyes wide open and a soft heart. Life is always teaching us something. I just have to learn to sit still and listen. Time cannot be folded, as something will suffer and tear. I didn’t let myself get upset that the trip is delayed. I didn’t get upset that I don’t have the answers to many of the questions in my mind right now. I just released it all step by step into that beautiful night sky. For today, I have enough.
Beauty. Friends. Health. Laughter.
Hopefully my next post will be from Anzo Borrega, where night sky viewing is supposed to be superb. Maybe I’ll get to see a falling star to hitch myself to and gracefully arrive atop a mountain peak with all that wisdom aging is supposed to bring, instead of just this silver hair and other accoutrements of aging that suggest wisdom, but that instead hides all of the glorious imperfections that make up yours truly.
For now, happy and still, out on the road.
PS. If this star thing happens, free sage dispensations to all of my friends first!! 😅