Last night the moon was beautiful, full and opaque in the cold winter sky. Once seen, it is difficult to concentrate on anything else - the urge to stop right where I am and gaze upward is strong. Its as if there is a power drawing me to bathe in her bright beauty and receive strength from the feeling of peace she bestows.

To me, the full moon signifies a view of life from a distance, beyond the strife of the here and now, the unrest of civilizations throughout time. The moon has been witness to the rise and fall of nations all over the world and stands serene, contemplating, weeping for the misjudgments of humans, the acts of destruction causing so much pain.

Just as she continues to show her fullness eon after eon, bestowing a healing light reaching into every dark corner, so must the peoples of the Earth recognize that life itself is an unalterable cycle, regardless of arbitrary boundaries and nationalistic sabre-rattling. Does any one group desire harmony and well-being more than any other? I think not.

As the glow of the full Mother Moon draws us into a sense of calm and perfect contentment, let all the people of the Earth call up from within ourselves the wish for peace over the world, and it will be so.

For John, who knew~