I’m watching Dragon’s approach to the Space Station.  Wow!  

Now docking at 7:16 my time.  I feel the touch of the capture, first soft, now hard.

Yesterday I watched SpaceX launch NASA astronauts Robert Behnken and Douglas Hurley into space to fly for 19 hours to the Space Station where they will stay.

I remember back to when I lived in Florida, and we students were gathered into the school gym to watch on a small television as a rocket was launched from Cape Canaveral.  In 1961 Alan Shephard became the first American in space.  In 1969, Neil Armstrong became the first human to step on the moon.  By that time I lived in CA and watched on television here.

Now I can watch on a phone I hold in my hand, or on a laptop or desktop computer, or or TV. 

I rise above the complex and disturbing news on earth and rest in this achievement, an achievement  that requires vision, intensity, communication, and integrity. 

I read a book by Ursula le Guin where the question asked was if one lived on a planet where nothing flew, no birds, bats, or insects, would humankind think to fly.  We live on a planet where we see and are inspired by flight.  We’re meant to expand, to stretch the space within ourselves, to spring life into our joints, and exult in our ability to jump, skip, walk, and with a leap of technological connectivity, fly.  

This morning my husband and I were sitting outside as the day came to light, and we spied a little nest constructed on top of our power meter.  I stood up on a bench to take pictures.  The nest is empty now but clearly for the makers it was an amazing achievement, and a brilliant choice of location as it’s high up and next to a motion detector light.

I nest in the joy of living on a planet so beautiful, knowing that if we can reach the moon, we can figure out how to bring equality, nourishment, support, and shelter to all beings and life on earth.  

May this year be the last gasp of discord as we step into a new understanding of how fragile we are, and how strong, as we feel and absorb the ground beneath our feet and look up to the stars.

A place to birth and shelter – a tiny nest

Soft and hard, open and closed

Coming in close to dock in the center of the hold

2 thoughts on “Up and Down

  1. Dear Cathy, Your second photo reminds me of Hwei Li’s garden. It is a carefully constructed garden of rocks and succulents and plants.

    I need to send you some photos of our garden now. There was a hydrangea root that i rescued from the neighbor many years ago. It is blooming larger than ever.

    You saw our garden when we first moved. This year it was so beautiful. Karl tends the garden..





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