I do believe in an everyday sort of magic — the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone.
~ Charles de Lint
I think I may have used that Charles de Lint quote once before, but it’s a timely coincidence that I came across it again today after a night and morning filled with thoughts of synchronicity, and dreams sent out to the Universe that come true.
It was around four o’clock in the morning near Dingwall in Nova Scotia, and light flowing into the bedroom woke me up. I raised my head up enough to look outside, and I was awed and humbled by one of the most magnificent sunrises I’d ever seen in my life.
I had the good fortune of witnessing three or four more magical sunrises like that during the time we were vacationing on Cape Breton Island in Nova Scotia in June of 2012. During one of those sunrises, I turned to M and said, “I could easily live here.” Knowing it was unlikely I’d be able to live in the Cape Breton Highlands, at least at any time in the near future, I decided I’d settle for a place like it, where the sunrises or sunsets were enchanting and extraordinary. (It should be noted that could be any place, if one learns to spend time with and appreciate the sunrises and sunsets.)
It was not a wish or a dream as much as it was just a passing thought, a thought that came back to me yesterday evening as I sat on the dock watching the sunset.
Sun pillars form when sunlight (or another bright light source) reflects off the surfaces of millions of falling ice crystals associated with thin, high-level clouds . . . The ice crystals have roughly horizontal faces. They are falling through Earth’s atmosphere, rocking slightly from side to side.
It seems my passing thought has come true. I have witnessed spectacular sunrises and magnificent sunsets since we relocated to the Eastern Shore. How lucky is that?
When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator.
~ Mohandas Gandhi
After reading about sun pillars, I look at the light streaming upward in these images and think about those ice crystals with their horizontal faces, gently rocking towards Earth, and it makes me think perhaps it is a way for the clouds to sing a lullaby to the sun as it leaves us for another place and time.
This beautiful sunset ushered in brutally cold weather. The wind has been moaning and howling and pummeling the house in great blustery gusts. It’s mostly cloudy with occasional bright sunny spells. The clouds have been racing each other across the sky since early this morning, and it looks like they’ll break up enough for another wondrous sunset.
Thank you for visiting on this chilly, blustery Sunday. I hope you enjoyed the sunset. I’ll be bundling up to go out to the dock again this evening to see once again what happens when the sun and clouds decide to play on a cold evening in November.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
Today’s joys: Curried sweet potato and carrot soup. (So glad I cooked a few things before we had to shut down the kitchen!) The Best Socks in the Universe. (They keep my toes nice and warm and toasty.) A washer and dryer to make doing the laundry easier. Joking around with M while he installs the new flooring in the kitchen. (I help out when he needs it, but it’s basically a one-man job.) Izzy, my lap warmer. (The weather has to be cold for her to come up and sit on my lap. She’s really not a lap cat.)