Harbinger – Day 739

Photo: L. Weikel

Harbinger

We managed to get out for our walk today a little earlier than usual. When we started out, I actually grumbled to Karl that I didn’t see any clouds in the sky that might make for some interesting photos. Nothing like looking a gift horse in the mouth, huh? But as we walked, the sky seemingly burst into flames and produced a sunset of epic unexpected proportions. So many people saw it and so many appreciated it, that it makes me wonder if it was a harbinger.

Just before sitting down to write this tonight, I logged onto Facebook. There had to be five or six different postings by friends of mine who are not friends with each other sharing photos of tonight’s breathtaking sunset. If people were anywhere near a window or simply outside for any reason, they couldn’t miss it.

If it were a harbinger, though, what might it signify? I’m not sure.

Hope?

Danger?

Dragon Swooping In – Photo: L. Weikel

Quiet

It’s been quiet lately. OK, quiet in a circus-like manner. But what I’m noticing now is that we’re entering a new phase. A phase in which we, as a country, need to be extraordinarily vigilant because desperation is setting in.

Aha. Yes. That’s what it is. The sunset this evening was the equivalent of a flashing red danger sign. We’re being asked to sit up and watch what’s going on around us. It’s essential that we pay attention to the details. Notice the lengths some people are willing to go in order to retain power.

I have a feeling we’re going to be witnessing some unprecedented gyrations by certain people in the very near future. There are apparently no boundaries that won’t be crossed. No arms too small to be twisted. No debasement of democracy too crass not to at least be given a try.

Photo: L. Weikel

Desperation

As desperation sets in and fires are lit, it’ll be important for us to maintain our perspective. Sometimes the entire view and understanding of a situation changes completely when we just step back a few steps and move our gaze just 90 degrees. Quite suddenly, everything can return to the mundane.

It may not be the prettiest picture. But sometimes mundane with a tad of cloudy is just the ticket that’ll fly us right into our future. Safely. Lovingly. Protectively. And without burning us up. Or is it more accurately ‘burning us down?’

The view just 90 degrees away from all those red sunsets.            Photo: L. Weikel

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