My alarm sounded at 4:15 am, and I startled out of bed. "Why Am I Here?" I asked myself. "Oh yes, the Meteor Showers. They are supposed to be this morning," the answer came quietly. I checked my bedroom window for a preview. Couldn't see a thing. "Must be cloudy," I imagined, "I'm going back to bed," I told myself.
A different quiet voice suggested to get more data, and I listened. After seeing a crystal clear sky and buckets of little lights from my view on the outside porch, I got myself together and went to pick up my mother. It was now 4:25.
"It is time to make many wishes," I whispered. She pulled on her polarfleece and scarf and we drove toward the top of the hill at Fort Getty Park. "I looked out my window, and it was cloudy, so I was going back to bed," she had said in the car. Me too. Almost. Nothing like how a foggy window can fool a person or two.
The two of us stood at the top of a hill surrounded by water on 3 sides. My golden retriever Wing tried to shake hands in the dark, and then leaned against Mary's legs. A handful of people had a fire burning 100 feet away, and everyone was still. White lights were streaking across the sky. Sometimes they cast a reddish glow. The night was still and quiet and cold. The sky was falling...and we were all just fine.
Then 'Howard Cosell' spoke. A gentleman entered the quiet fire party and said at the notice of every meteor, "there's one!" "I got one here!" "and here!" "I got another one over here!" A play by play of nature.
We giggled. His experience was clearly moving him, and his enthusiasm broke through the quiet of the 5 am hour. We focused at the darkness between the stars and the sky opened as a bright sparkle far into our peripheral vision. The brilliance was magnificent. "I got another one!" wafted over on a tiny sweet breeze. I breathed deeply, and made a wish for peace.
Meteor Showers are marvelous...
After the sunrise, I thought about what I learned... That assessments can be wrong when made by a sleepy thinker. That prompts for truth always exists right now too. That everyone wants to share their most glorious experience, in the only way that they know to communicate it. And that light always finds a way to creep around our sphere of vision, even when we focus in the darkness. Oh yes, and I also learned that something magical is happening nearly every day on this earth, and we'll see it if we decide to wake up and take a look.