The first time I saw the Northern Lights, they took my breath away. They filled the sky with dancing green light. From side to side and up and down they swayed changing shape and size. Still each time I witness their joy, I am moved. It is though the Universe has joined in a cosmic dance which sings of peace and joy. The graceful arcs of light call me into their circle. They fill me with a deep sense of knowing that all will be well and in that dancing it is well.
Years ago I traveled across "the bog' just north of Winnipeg on a regular basis. On the night treks the Northern Lights often accompanied me for the whole thirty minute drive. As I tried to sort out the intricacies of my life, they would dance and peace would come. Instead the promise of the rainbow, I hold fast to the promise and comfort of the Aurora Borealis. Word on the street is they might be out tonight. I think a glass of wine on the back deck is in order. It is time to get reacquainted with some old friends!
Years ago I traveled across "the bog' just north of Winnipeg on a regular basis. On the night treks the Northern Lights often accompanied me for the whole thirty minute drive. As I tried to sort out the intricacies of my life, they would dance and peace would come. Instead the promise of the rainbow, I hold fast to the promise and comfort of the Aurora Borealis. Word on the street is they might be out tonight. I think a glass of wine on the back deck is in order. It is time to get reacquainted with some old friends!
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