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MOONS AND PARAGRAPHS (written on October 18, 2013)
An almost full moon is shining through the trees as I type this – as I take my time to try to make a whole, full, and finished paragraph – and its light looks like it might be good luck for my writing. It’s a complete moon, and I want to make a complete piece of writing. I want to place words in a suitable order so there’s an unbroken series of ideas doing their work side by side, in partnership, as one. The moon in this pre-dawn darkness makes a circle of light, and perhaps my paragraph can produce a circle of thoughts – a circle that might, in its own way, shine with the fullness and simplicity of the moon. I think of other things that are full – this earth full of force and promise, the sea full of hopeful life – and I hope my small series of phrases and sentences may be full of its own kind of influential life. Even if I am the only person who will read my paragraph, perhaps it will shine as I say the words silently, shine like something in good shape and strong, the unbroken and undamaged thoughts of one man on a very early moonlit morning.
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After breakfast today, we took a walk around the seaside village of Noank (CT), up and down some hills overlooking Fisher’s Island Sound. As always, it was inspiring to be close to the sea, and to see sky and clouds and saltwater and shoreline quietly glowing together in their early morning colors.
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And here’s Delycia’s latest puzzle, finished this morning …
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… and here are our magnetic poems on the frig today …
EVERYDAY MIRACLES: An Occasional Journal of a Life Lived in Wonder 