The night before the Super moon was one of the first nights this year that we had our windows open since Fall of last year. My goodness. What a feeling. Having moved to North America years ago, even keeping windows opening can be a wonderful pleasure ! The sound of the crickets and toads in the back yard, the humming of the breeze, the slapping of the blinds and even the odd car passing by seemed to be a natural part of the ode that Mother nature was composing ! The joy that filled the room in the form of the moonlight wouldn’t let my rather tired eyes shut. So there I lay in my bed, just listening to every note in the melody !
A bizarre thought struck me. The moon is feminine… For sure…. When I read poetry in the past or listened to songs with the moon as the theme, I never really took time to wonder why they referred to her as a “she”. But that night, it all became clear. Just like “mother earth” the moon surely has a beautiful feminine side to it. Why ? Because she is there, yet not there. Those nights when you need her the most, she shines so brightly as if to comfort you with her mere presence. And then as she sees that you are capable of taking care of yourself, she fades away into oblivion only to resurface when you need her again. She is like a mother who walks away from her sleeping child – slowly and patiently one step at a time…She seems to be that perfect companion to have. Even when she decides to come back in time of need, she paces her steps towards you. She listens, while the world sleeps. She can have such a profound effect of joy !!!
When I was younger, I lived in a house that had a beautiful neem tree in the front. She was one healthy gorgeous tree that was capable of impregnating any one that connected with her immense joy. I remember my long lonely conversations with her. When I left that house, I was overwhelmed by the feeling of sorrow of leaving this friend behind. Sure enough, it was mutual I guess and she passed away. I missed my neem tree until that night when I found the same companion in the moon.
I was choked with emotions at how deep friendships embedded in nature can be. This time, I seem to have discovered a friend for life !
Forgiveness is a virtue 