Today's post is not so much about literary things, or creativity, or much of anything except my latest obsession: taking pictures of the sun. That blazing orb seems to be changing shape, emitting more energy, on different levels. And in photos, you can sometimes catch the fluctuations.Here are a few photos taken the weekend of July 28. It was stinking hot - miserably so. But I felt all day that I was being watched - no, guarded. Look in the photos and you'll see some orbs and light flares, and then, where least expected, a small, light blue dot. I'm one who believes wholeheartedly in angels, guardians and Spirit. I follow the seasons, and the shifting patterns of the heavens (even if I don't know the names of all the stars). I absolutely believe that those orbs and that blue dot are evidence of angels and guardians.
This one is from Sunday evening, Aug 5, about 7pm local time. Note the orange halo, the orbs and again, that blue dot (never in the same place twice - I checked & cleaned all lenses to be sure it was not a dust mote). I feel comforted by those orbs and blue dots (guardians). Sheltered. If a Spirit/Angel is here to guard me - guide me - then I/we must be here for a reason, a purpose. Okay, not everyone gets to be the leader of the free world, or Einstein, or Maya Angelou. But that does not make me/us less important.
My purpose here is much simpler: to learn to love fearlessly. To know that the Divine Universe will provide for all my needs and desires in great abundance. To know that I am special, even when I feel I am not. To learn to let go of petty grievances, hate, bitterness, fear.
What if - instead of being afraid, and angry, and hateful - we looked up and saw halos on the sun and moon, the stars above us and orbs and guardians with us.
What if we looked up and gave ourselves to the Divine Universe, and knew in our hearts that this life, on this planet, was not our first, nor would it be our last.
Here are a couple more shots, taken about midday today. A lovely light flare on the one taken from under the eave of the porch, and the blazing sun back-lighting a cloud. I am proud to be part of this time and place. I am proud to be witness to this power and beauty, and to embrace my simple and charmed life.
