There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark.

Once in awhile the skies of Washington state clear out so that we can observe these celestial events that come about once every couple of years. Last night I stepped outside to see what kind of image I could capture with my simple camera. Not bad considering this is through a digital zoom.

Gazing at the eclipsed moon that looked a little ruddy, I felt transported back to an ancient time in which people may have looked at a similar scene and looked at the moon, felt connected to the Universe and their souls and each other. I had the wild idea that maybe a priestess would prepare before the eclipse so that she might gaze upon the shadowed face and scry. The moon holds mystical, magical powers that seemed to radiate from Her shadowed face.

What amazed me is how many people in the neighborhood stepped outside to look at the moon. I tell myself that people are very disconnected from Nature, and do not pay much attention to the greater workings of the flora and fauna around them. I observed a handful of people looking up at the moon with me during the 30 minutes I stayed out in the chilly air to see the majesty of the eclipse.

I texted John about the moon and he said it reminded him to look up and see it. It's weird to think we saw the same moon but "three hours apart" in the space-time continuum. I wonder if his moon looked the same as my moon?