Wednesday, January 31, 2018
Blue moons bookend January. Two full moons in one month. Auspicious and daunting or momentous and uplifting?
In our frailty it is easy to drift toward the daunting. “Only the healthy find relief in heavenly arrays,” we bemoan. “I am in too much pain.” Perhaps even too much pain to go outside and look up.
In our frailty, let’s look in our deep darkness to catch sight of a glint that redirects our gaze upward. The blue moons are not either daunting or uplifting. They are both and. As is our pain. Hope you get to step outside inside tonight.