You See the Moon…

It’s full moon…I love full moon…love how full of promise it is…

Can you see the trees?

I went outside last night…because the moon was so beautiful shining amongst the trees…and clouds…it was soft…it was glowing…there was one star…shining just above…and to the side…I was mesmerized…I came inside…grabbed my camera…and photographed the magic…

Except…the resultant pictures…weren’t magic…gone were the tree branches…gone was the star…gone were the glowing clouds…all that was left was…a big bright orb…against a very dark background…

I was disappointed…I had wanted to share the magic with you today…Bertha says…that I have shared it with you…a different kind of picture…one that lets you see it through your trees…your clouds…with your star…above your yard…

And…I suppose she’s right…okay…of course she’s right…I only truly see things…when I see them through the lens of my own life…and…I know the same is true for you…

I hope you felt the promise…the hope…the magic…that I saw last night…as the moon was full…shining amongst the trees…and a wisp of clouds…with one star…just above…and to the side…

Jane

I See the Moon…The Moon Sees Bertha…

The moon was shining through the kitchen window this morning as I poured my coffee…and yes…I took a moment to savor it…it was big and round and beautiful…it looked like the full moon…I Googled it…it won’t be full until tomorrow…

So…I’m wondering…when the moon is full…does it still have room for Jello…or does it push back its plate…and say enough already…

And…what does it take to get it full…when it’s not quite there…a second helping of mashed potatoes…bowl of ice cream…slice of cheese cake…chocolate…

Or…is it more of a sense of completeness that it needs…a degree…a house…a bigger house…a convertible…a relationship…a promotion…

What does it take to fill the moon…

Bertha says it’s a lot like my life…you probably saw that coming didn’t you…yeah…me too…everything is a lot like my life in her opinion…

It’s really already full…no mashed potatoes or promotion needed…it’s always full…I just can’t see it at the moment…it needs to turn just a bit…then I can catch a glimpse of the fullness of it…as it begins to turn the other way…

Jane