The darkest stretch of night is just before the dawn. So one cannot help but be enthralled by the silent majesty in a cold dark winter’s morning; Brother Moon sits overhead in a pool of stars with Venus, the Virgo queen, in her disguise as the morning star, hovering close behind just as the eastern horizon gives birth to the first panes of light emerging from the sun.
One such morning, I noticed a thin line of clouds that lay in the sky and as the new-born light appeared the clouds became a boundary between the light and the dark. It seemed I could have entered into each of these worlds upon request. And these same clouds turned a fiery orange as the corona of the sun crept into the horizon and seemed to burn away into the hemisphere.
“One positive thing about having Parkinson’s is it teaches you to do away with all the stress in your life. The more stress, the more tremor and then everything follows suite. So I try to live in the present moment and give myself enough time and in that time you create you get to notice what’s going on around you… And there it was all along, the morning sky waiting for me to finally show up.” -JC
Music Christmas in New Orleans Louis Armstrong https://youtu.be/jZ-xfh75cMM