The moon is almost full. Its light soft. Her shadows long and silent. At three o’clock in the morning, I am unsettled on the front porch repeating a mantra of peace in the quiet transition of night and day. Change is coming. As unstoppable as the seasons, recognized and understood in small but subtle differences each day, each week. It’s high summer, but this morning autumn whispered her intent. Her breath warms the side of my face.
So much love. I feel you and your heart in this essay. You write from your heart and never disappoint. Thank you, Rob. Please continue with your way with words.
Brought tears to my eyes because I feel this way, too. About my intimacy with nature, about my love for this long and fleeting and difficult and joyful life. My favourite time to go walking is in the crepuscular hours as night falls, never with a flashlight in hand. Like you said, the “luminescence” of nature at night, whether under moonlight or starlight, is a magical sight you can only see into when your eyes adjust to the shadows. I keep waiting and hoping to be so lucky to encounter an owl as you did. Thank you for this post.
Thank you Darcie. As a wildlife rehabber I’ve had the privilege to raise or rehabilitate several owls over the years. Great horned owls are my favorite so I was especially excited about seeing her.(she was big)
I’m in this same familiar head space. You expressed it so beautifully. Life is long, time is short. I felt I was right beside you in the night woods. Nature always heals our souls and teaches us. I’m constantly trying to navigate the bittersweetness of this life. Thank you for your insight it helps.
Let all these comments go to your heart. You are touching souls.
So much love. I feel you and your heart in this essay. You write from your heart and never disappoint. Thank you, Rob. Please continue with your way with words.
Brilliant writing. It is filled with wisdom, sadness, joy, and gratitude. Perfectly bittersweet. Thank you so much!
Thank you Laura for your encouraging words.
This is a different tone and vibe.
More personal. New pathways/new metaphors?
Bring it on.
I really enjoyed reading this. Thank you for sharing!
" It’s as much a privilege to feel sorrow as it is to feel joy." Yes.
Thanks, Robert, for sharing your insights and wisdom.
Really beautiful and relatable. I am not sure how I stumbled across this but I'll look forward to you sharing more.
Absolutely perfect and beautiful. A gut and heart punch of the best kind.
Brought tears to my eyes because I feel this way, too. About my intimacy with nature, about my love for this long and fleeting and difficult and joyful life. My favourite time to go walking is in the crepuscular hours as night falls, never with a flashlight in hand. Like you said, the “luminescence” of nature at night, whether under moonlight or starlight, is a magical sight you can only see into when your eyes adjust to the shadows. I keep waiting and hoping to be so lucky to encounter an owl as you did. Thank you for this post.
Thank you Darcie. As a wildlife rehabber I’ve had the privilege to raise or rehabilitate several owls over the years. Great horned owls are my favorite so I was especially excited about seeing her.(she was big)
I’m in this same familiar head space. You expressed it so beautifully. Life is long, time is short. I felt I was right beside you in the night woods. Nature always heals our souls and teaches us. I’m constantly trying to navigate the bittersweetness of this life. Thank you for your insight it helps.
Thank you Kathy. Navigating is what we do. 😉
Your honesty is breathtaking. Weaved effortlessly on the background of the forest and starry sky. Thank you for such great writing.
Lovely essay! Thank you!
So beautiful and expressive!
Wonderful words. Thank you.
Absolutely beautiful