Things come full circle sometimes…
The other day I saw a blog at Hurricane Lane about suffering a loss, dealing with life’s downs, and expressing positive wishes. I found this very inspiring and I wrote a poem, trying to capture the positive outlook. I looked for a photo to go with, and finding none suitable I sent the poem off as a comment.
That night I stayed out in the valley hoping to see the northern lights, which were once again elusive. I was ready to leave before dawn but the tail lights on my truck were out and I ended up waiting until daylight before getting on the highway.
The wait reminded me of a time long ago when I had climbed up the icy north face of Mount Assiniboine to a rock band. My climbing partner and I waited for the daylight in the cold Canadian wilderness so we could move on up that north face climb, only the second time it had ever been done in winter. Silently waiting for the dawn…
As the light began to reveal sights I began to photograph. I shot several photos that I was glad to be able to experience. Then I saw a morning star and it seemed to be aligned nicely with the mountains, so I took a few shots. When I saw what I was getting on the camera preview panel I knew this was the photo that went with my poem, and I continued to photograph to get the best one I could. That it was revealed to me in this way was very moving. That it was above Pioneer Peak, another north face I climbed thirty years ago, is icing on the cake.
I will always remember this morning star shoot, and all that was unexpectedly revealed. The morning star will always mean to me the star of the beginning of a new day, and the glimmer of a promising new journey.
Thanks to Sheila at Hurricane Lane for her very positive outlook that inspired the poem.
Thanks to my guardian angel for being kind to me and my climbing partners, and in making sure that light switch burned up at the particular time and place…and bring this morning star to me, to bring it full circle.