Looking
Odd thing about life, when I go looking for something, I hardly ever find it, but when I’m not looking here something comes. On Tuesday night, I wasn’t looking for the Northern Lights, but I found them. On Wednesday night, I went looking, but didn’t see them. I did see a shooting star that felt really close, and that was a nice substitution, because I’ve gone looking for shooting stars before and never found them.
I guess the lesson is to keep trying and be open to the late night call that says, “Go outside.” Or something to that effect. I’m not really sure. I do know I’ve seen things, partially because I keep looking, and not with the expectation I’ll see something spectacular. I just look and sometimes something really nice shows up: a sunrise, a sunset, maybe just light on the clouds. I never know.
As for the Northern Lights last night I did see a hint of green, but that could be all the fluorescent lights cluttering up the night sky. But it works for me, and I went to bed satisfied that at least I tried. I think that counts for something, although I’m unsure as to who is keeping track, probably no one, and that’s something I’ve come to discover as well. Most things are best done for oneself, because it’s highly likely everyone else has their own troubles.