Can anyone sleep on a night such as tonight with a moon so big and melting into the darkness of the night and the jubilation of the fairy folk resounding through the forest.
The cats are purring in their sleep and the dogs are singing with the coyotes. The very breath of the wind shimmers with a gossamer trail that streaks through the night.
Sleep is not possible on such a mystical night. Who would want to sleep and miss all this?
There is magic in the air. I feel it in my breath. Something very special is taking place all around the universe. God is smiling. I feel the joy of this magic, this moment in time when the angels too are smiling.
It reminds me of when I walked out of the Great Pyramid of Giza or sat atop a butte in Sedona or sailed the Pacific Ocean or stood in the center of the labyrinth at midnight. The heavens are alive with the moon’s glow, and I know I am connected to millions of years of ancestors before time was time and the moon sat alone in the sky without humans to observe. I felt before as I feel now. The connection goes beyond me to the future as well.
The great moon is white and as bright as can be. I whisper my prayer and am joined by a thousand others who see the brilliance. I am fortified and I know I am never, never alone. This pleases me and makes my heart glad.