Somewhere over the route from Auckland to Hong Kong.
Just finished watching ‘Her’ – and am feeling pleasantly content. My tummy is full of a perfect breakfast of cereal and milk AND yoghurt and fruit (oh the excess!).
I am warm, safe, well.. as safe as I could wish being in a long haul flight.. and yes: temporarily content with my place in the world.
That movie.. was beautiful. The images, the sounds. The story was new and fresh but at the same time – it is a story of love and loss and change. And that’s an oldie: that story.
Makes me reflect on those I have loved and lost. And how I have changed. I am, deep down, content with my losses. For they are ultimately a gain of sorts.
I have become me in the process and frankly: I rather like myself. So the process served a purpose I would not deny it.
I look out my tiny airplane window and see the wide, tapered wing silhouetted against a clam moonlit sky of silvery cloud.
It is very beautiful.
The moon itself is a cold sphere of luminescence, suspended perfectly in the middle of my view. The whole thing is a study in contemplative beauty.
Oh and guess what just happened? I got a warm cup of jasmine tea and put this journal down for a moment to savour it and look outside.. I notice a huge cumulous shaped like the head of a brown bear and smiled to myself at still being compelled to find recognisable forms in clouds and then: guess what happened?!
The bears head flashed purple! It was lightening! The clouds were afire with it!
Flashes, veins, of bright purple electricity illuminating the silvery – grey from within! Oh the happiness and wonder that inspired in this energyphillic little heart! I hardly know how to describe it.
So I won’t try.
But I feel so lucky to have seen lightening from above, and within.. and I look out now at a dark but lightening sky where the moon has returned.
I look forward to the sun. And to writing, and living, more.