Tuesday 14th November 2012
At 5am on the day of the Solar eclipse we (Amelia, Eddy, Grace, Chancey,
Bungy [the dog] and I) stumbled our way down to Holloways beach where,
even in the soft slanting light of dawn, some eclipsoid viewers had
yawned their way down to nab a good spot. It had been drizzling on and
off for a few days and with the sky still so cloudy we prepared
ourselves to experience naught but the darkness that comes with a total
solar eclipse. Our doubts were thankfully cast to the wind as the sun slowly winched into view, ducking behind thick teasing clouds, only
to peek out and disappear again.
Then just as the eclipse started in earnest the sun and moon broke
through to dazzle the expectant crowd with a perfect view. The light
grew soft and fuzzy. It went completely quiet. Birds that had only
recently left their roosts scattered themselves across the sky, wheeling
and rolling like the bones of a medicine man and made to settle on
their perches once again. Even the wind seemed to stop and take the
chance to drink in the marvelous sight laid before us. At totality,
stars sparkled into view, piercing through the darkness. It was one of
the oddest sights I have ever seen; the intense darkness of the sky and
moon contrasting with the halo of light bursting around the lunar body
whilst the stars twinkled away.
Those watching worried not over being seen scruffy and sleep mussed in
their pyjama's, they cared not for how they expressed their wonder over
such a fabulous sight. We watched without inhibition and gloried in the
manifestation of our universe.
I feel that every person who opened themselves to experiencing such a
phenomenon walked away refreshed and charged with the same energy my
group did. As the moon meandered its way across the sky and the suns
rays spiked through once more, we too made our own way home.
The day was full
of dancing,
painting,
eating ,
swimming
and laughter.
We grasped life that day and sucked the marrow out of it. I only hope
that I never allow myself to become jaded or forget to rejoice in the
wonder of life all around me, every day. The universe can be
overwhelming in its displays of wonder ,such as the eclipse, but the
same wonder and fantastic sights can be seen by merely turning over a
leaf and watching a spider spin her web, by stopping to ask a child what
is the meaning of life, by merely stopping. Stopping in our mad dash to live. As if life can only be experienced in speed and haste and by doing. Dolce far niente. Practise the sweetness of doing nothing. We do not have to have something to show for every moment of our life to prove it was well spent.
Time you have enjoyed wasting is not wasted time.
Awesome Shann.... what a wonderfully written piece. Loved the metaphors, the meanings, the comparisons and most of all loved the spirit of "Dolce far niente". I had to look it up.... so I learnt something new today.... about Italian and about you... and am pleased you got the time to do "sweet nothing". :) Love ya! ...ciao ...and hugs ...and kisses!!
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