The Light in the Night Sky July 22, 2010Posted by TheIntentionalSage in Nature, Visions.
Tags: Hawai'i, Light, Moon, Night, Sky, Star, Summit
Clinbe (pronounced cline-bee) was sitting on one of the many green summits offered by this particular mountain on the island of Hawai’i. He had spent his entire life living on the Big Island, so he didn’t know what life was like on the ‘mainland,’ nor did he know what life used to be like on the mainland. His grandparents always used to tell him stories of what it was like raising his parents on the mainland. Times were very different back then.
Clinbe remembered a time when his parents used to say the phrase ‘light pollution.’ His parents would often revel at how little light pollution their was on the Big Island. Clinbe really didn’t understand what this meant and he often asked them to elaborate. From what he could understand, there was an abundance of ‘manufactured’ light in something called cities. Clinbe had never seen a city nor had he ever witnessed light pollution, at least, according to his parents. The phrase itself was a bit strange to Clinbe – light pollution. Why would someone ever put such a wonderful word next to a word wrapped up in destruction and dismay?
He looked up at the night sky, while he pondered the idea of light pollution. His eyes could see for miles and miles. Looking to his left, he saw night sky and stars that stretched from the horizon all the way to the top of the sky. Looking to his right, he saw the night sky and stars that stretched from the horizon all the way to the top of the sky. It was as if the land that represented the horizon was in the way of the stars. That is, the stars appeared as if they would go on forever if there was no horizon to stop them. There were some stars that seemed to be arranged in particular manners and he understood that some people referred to these as constellations. It was a funny word to him – constellations.
There were stars that were very bright and some stars that were dim. On some nights, he could see some of the planets and nearly every night, he could see the moon. It shined brighter than any of the other stars in the sky and on some days, it looked like it was so big. Throughout the month, the moon would gradually get bigger and then gradually get smaller. He thought it was rather clever of the moon to operate in a cyclical manner, just the way the rest of nature did. Clinbe liked to think that there was something in the moon that told it when to get bigger and when to get smaller.
As his eyes rested on the wonder of the sky, he started to contemplate. He wasn’t really even quite sure what it was that he was contemplating, but his mind started to think. This sort of startled him that his mind could just begin thinking on its own. As this happened, he started to see an array of images in his mind. He saw images of far off planets that he had never seen before. He saw images of stars, quasars, galaxies, and beyond. He saw things that he had never even considered thinking about. He wondered where these images were coming from and just how he was seeing them.
It was a strange night for Clinbe. Seeing these images was somewhat startling to him, but he knew that there must have been some sort of connection between coming to this particular summit and seeing them. This happened to him only one other time before and it was when he came to this particular summit. Usually, when he climbed this mountain to ‘star-gaze,’ he wasn’t picky about where he sat. Usually, he just stopped when he got tired. Now knowing that there was something to this particular summit, he made a note in his head that he had to come back and explore the stars from this summit. Who knows what other wonderful images he would be subjected to by coming to this mountain. He didn’t know, but he was excited to find out.