As I drove the other night, I caught a light out of the corner of my eye to the east of me. When I looked it was the full moon coming up over the horizon. Big and glowing a soft orange-yellow color. It was breathtaking to say the least. As I continued to drive, the moon rose up and became a bright white light in the sky. Usually at night when I am driving, it is pitch black out on the road except for my headlights. But not tonight. The landscape was bathed in a soft white light from the moon. It wasn’t bright enough to give color to everything, but there was enough light to be able to make out trees, bushes, rocks, and even the occasional herd of cattle. It was comforting and a nice change for my eyes with the light of the full moon. I drove on for many more miles and then I noticed in my mirrors, the landscape behind me seemed to be glowing. Not only could I see the colors of the lights from the back of the trailer, but also I could see the soft glow of the full moon casting its light onto the landscape. Instantly, I felt peaceful. I didn’t feel like I was so totally alone out here. That there was light in this life and for now it was surrounding me with its glow. I found myself looking into my mirrors more often than usual just to see how the moonlight was changing the landscape. And ever time I looked into the mirrors, I found myself taking a deep breath and relaxing just a little. I realized that hindsight is 20/20 but one needs light on the past in order to be able to see the past. And with a light on the past, one can then use the past as information to be able to make life better in the present.
The moonlight was in my mirrors for nearly the entire night until the next light, the sun, replaced it and I found myself down the road moving closer towards a destination in my journey called life.
Namaste, my friends.