Each morning I am usually up by 5 am. My little pug dog Tucker, needs walked, so he and I take early morning walks. Sometimes it is still dark out. I take a flash light, but sometimes the moon is so bright and the stars are so twinkly that I don’t even use it. It is so quiet and still. There are no cars on the road, nothing to break the silence. Sometimes while Tucker is snuffling the bushes, I just stand there and marvel at the beauty around me. Being in the mountains, we have almost no street lights, so when it is dark, it is very dark. The moon shines so bright that it is like someone turned on a street light.
The moon rises in the evening in the east behind our house and sets in the west, in the front of our house. This morning as we ventured out, it was that time when it isn’t dark and it isn’t light out either. I could see the moon setting as it glowed out from behind the pines and cedars. The wind was blowing, but not too hard and the air smells so good up here. It is a great time to just pray or meditate. I never get tired of looking at the scenery up here and I am so very grateful that I somehow managed to end up here.
