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Friday, August 20, 2010

August Twilight at Point Defiance

Every day of our lives includes twilight, an event that occurs 365 times each year and is often ignored. Then after it happens, we realize the light is gone. Every 24 hours twilight arrives, brief and silent, but with a message as clear as the cry of a gull. Are you listening? It reminds us of this request of life, one you've heard so much that it too is ignored: "Be present in the moment."

Last Monday evening, with a profound awareness of that message, I walked along the beach at Tacoma's Point Defiance Park with three other people. We witnessed a melding of sea and sky, day and night, like I'd never seen before. The tide on that occasion was high against the bulkhead, so high it seemed we could reach out and touch the water of Puget Sound as it spread like rippled satin in shades of apricot, lavender, plum, and indigo, still touched by the distant luminosity of a sunset just missed. Our friend, so affected by the scene, almost whispered, "How do you even begin to describe this?" I've tried here, but he and the others could tell you I've failed. My best efforts can't equal the experience of "presence."

Around sunset last evening I once again craved the beach. I went down to Point Defiance with my camera, hoping to find that scene again. What I found had its own beauty, a sense of peace and tranquility and the essence of the maritime Northwest. But I can't give you what I witnessed on Monday night. Those moments are gone, except in memory, and even the best memories are less than what "now" has to offer. If I had known that fact in the past, I would have wrapped my arms around all those other pieces of what was then the present and cherished them more deeply.

The present, like the look in a person's eyes, the taste of food, a whiff of the sea, a musical harmony, a gentle touch, and especially the company of beloved souls, must be savored with gratitude during that very second. What have you missed already, that will never come again? Have you ever tried to hang on to the sound of a loved one's voice after they are gone? Did you ever wish for just a few more seconds during an embrace, or a snippet of time from a long ago childhood? These things all slip away.

August enters it's last phase and we notice the days getting shorter. Tonight, when twilight returns, as brief and silent as always, just be still and think about what it symbolizes. These moments are your life and tomorrow's memories. Don't forget to pay attention.

Copyright 2010 Candace J. Brown


Lady Victoria of Essex said...

Oh Candace! How touchingly you have written today's message!!!

I am one of those who are watching the older generation transition into a new way or dimension. My own mother will slip out of our grasp. Although it might appear that I grumble about caregiving on weekends, I am ever so grateful to the Almighty God that I am able to spend yet another day in mom's presence, bringing joy, animated entertainment and revisiting happy times with her. Her dementia has steadily progressed at a rapid pace over the past 2 years, so one wonders just how much longer will we be in each other's company?

Same can be said for those of us who are historical costumers. Presently, we have good health and enjoy running about to various community events in full vintage regalia. It has been wonderful to look back at the photos of smiling faces and see that life-energy streaming out of the images. How easy it is to forget that at any time one of us could be struck down by illness, a fall, or worse yet, death.

Yes, your idea of count-ye-rosebuds-while-ye-may is very to the point for me. Whether sunsets, smiles, hugs, or merely being present for, or with others, is truly important and we SHOULDN'T miss it.

The take away message is: Don't let a grumpy attitude today or busy-ness side track your attention from that what is REALLY important.

May God bless each and every one of you in whatever manner you accept. May you enjoy many enlightened moments hereforth in your lifetime!

Lady Victoria of Essex

Anonymous said...

Extraordinary colors! And the moments do fade -- that's why CARPE DIEM resonates so, especially if you're no longer nineteen with an apparently inexhaustible supply of twilights for you. Thanks for the photos and for the reminders, Candace. Cheers, Michael