Good Morning my lovely Shedhooligans!
I’ve hesitated writing to you about the eclipse on Monday as the words are, still, difficult to string together and I’m sure will be inadequate
and scarcely touch the surface of how it looked, felt and left me feeling small and utterly astounded.
The clouds had begun, that morning, to threaten our view of the sun. They weren’t storm clouds looming but, fluffy white cumulus although as the
temperature began to rise I did fear them being a precursor to bad weather. Thankfully the storms never came and locally we were able to view all 5
stages of the eclipse perfectly. It began at 12:02 PM (CST) here with totality at approximately 1:30 PM (CST).
In the 10-15 minutes before totality, there was an interesting and stray breeze/wind that flew by and the birds hit the feeders with a great energy or
enthusiasm. It was somewhat different than their usual twilight feedings, it seemed more robust and vigorous. I’m thinking the ‘timing’ threw
them off a bit other than just being alerted to the coming darkness and feeding at dusk being a typical event.
As the shadow grew closer, I felt the chills start at the top of my head and wash over my body all the way to my toes. When only one bead was left, as
the moon carried on its journey to cover the sun, the diamond ring effect was brilliant. Cheers and applause erupted all around me as neighbors and
town folk celebrated the union of the moon and sun. I was completely speechless and I don’t believe for the next 2 ½ minutes that I could’ve
uttered anything intelligible, although I tried.
Involuntary tears began streaming down my face and my knees literally buckled. I’m not entirely sure that I was breathing. I felt light as a feather
in those minutes as if I could have lifted right off to the sky. The corona was a pearly incandescent shade of blue and I was fortunate to see Jupiter
but, not Venus. As I raised my arms to take a picture, I realized I was unconsciously and uncontrollably shaking. The birds had gone away and fell
silent. Except for spotty traffic in the background all was silent. Every being and creation seemed awestruck by the amazing display in the sky. I
felt entirely and unconditionally at peace.
As the sun winked and began to reappear, I let my body slip to the cool grass and sat spellbound by the magnitude of what I had just witnessed. I
thought of how small and powerless we are. I thought of the folks all across the path of totality and what they must have felt and wondered if it was
as dramatic and spiritual for them as it had been for me. I felt weak and somewhat lightheaded. I felt joy in knowing that, in my part of the world
for those brief moments on Monday August 21, 2017, people joined together to witness and celebrate one of the magnificent displays the universe
creates. There was no concern of race, creed or political affiliations. There was no anger, hostility or judgements, just folks feeling joy, amazement
The morning birds began to sing and the cicadas cried alongside me. It was second morning, a new day.
It has altered me and given me a renewed hope. I think that the emotional and spiritual release for me was needed. My two daughters, although on the
other side of town from me, were able to experience it together and I am thrilled that they will have that moment and that bond forever in their
hearts and memory. Reeling from the effects long into the night, words were difficult, if not nearly impossible to find, in attempts to describe our
individual experience to each other.
It was truly mesmerizing and I can hardly wait for my next opportunity in April of 2024 to experience and feel every single second-again.
Much love to you all with peace and (((hugs)))