Moonbeam said…
Tonight there was a perigee moon, a great incentive to get out and watch the full moon rising. With no planning I decided, a little late, to take off to the beach so I could see that beautiful moon over the water. Without a thought I grabbed the dog, yelled cya later to the kid and headed off with my camera. The moon was most spectacular as I drove toward my final destination and I could see it peeking above the tree tops, the colour was without doubt unusual and the size exaggerated as I was seeing it against the horizon. I reached the spit and agian without thought jumped out of the car and headed down to the beach. After some time on the beach I decided to try another of my favorite spots and headed to the marina, again without thought. Kismet and I jumped out of the car, headed down the marina and walked and gazed at the moon. I spoke to the couple of people I saw and again without thought meandered through the dark deserted park. Really the whole thing was a non-event, just another normal outing with a moon brighter then usual.
I was almost home when the real wonder of it all hit me. Surprisingly enough it wasn’t the moon. I thought of a friend living in another community, when it struck me. An entire series of wonders were necessary for that little adventure to happen. It all began with it being totally safe for me to leave my kid alone, without a thought. Then for me to head to a possibly deserted beach after dark by myself, without a thought. Next for me to head to a deserted park in the dark on my own, without a thought. A single woman on her own, wandering around in the dark with a 12 lb dog and not a worry in the world. No I am not a nutty risk taker, I am blessed and live with that kind of freedom everyday. A freedom I will try to think about more often and appreciate. A freedom that makes it easy to see and experience the wonders.
