I can’t stop thinking about how beautiful the moon appeared tonight – a perfect crescent, perfectly balanced as a bowl, lighting the bottom of the moon and up the sides evenly. The whole orb could be seen, with luminescent white light making the crescent. I honestly don’t remember seeing such a moon in my entire life, usually the crescent seems to be on one of the sides. I watched it until it set. In the midst of moving around the house with busyness since then, the imprint keeps coming back, strongly, potently – as though it wants to tell me something. White orb of this dark, clear night, are you talking to me?