Tonight I stood on the rear balcony of my flat and watched the moon, a swollen crescent on the ascent, gracefully sink behind the castle walls. I stared, enthralled, a cool breeze wafting through my hair on an unseasonally clear and mild night, until it dipped below the wall, two points of bright light, then one, then none…
But for a long while after, her glow hung in the sky. It made me think how some people disappear from our lives but leave a glow in our hearts that lives on, sometimes for ever. Maybe, like the moon, they will return to our lives. But the moon doesn’t change her mind about rising, leaving you wondering if she’ll shine on you again. So all we can do is trust in the certainty that tomorrow, as the moon returns, bigger and brighter, so will our journey continue; and be ready to grow a little more each day and night. The constancy of our hearts and minds and the ever-present beauty and power of the universe is there for us to harness and provide the certainty we need when people drift from our lives.