twinkle twinkle little star..

Sometimes at night I wake up and go outside to look up at the sky. I have done this a lot of times in my life. Just looked at the sky at night. The most amazing thing about this place in Wisconsin, is that there really is very little street lights around here at night. That means it is almost completely dark outside. When you look up at the night-sky it looks like the world exploded with stars. The first time I saw it I felt my jaw drop. I never saw anything so beautiful in the city, thats for sure!

When I look up at the stars I always feel different things. Sometimes I am happy and the stars make me feel twinkly and alive, happy to be part of such a beautiful world, I feel like somehow I am gifted with this art made for all of mankind to see. The art of this natural world is quite awe-inspiring if you stop and think about it. Flying over Arizona on my trip to meet Zen I amused my plane companions muchly with my oohhs and awes over the crop circles and how amazingly artistic the landscapes were both man-made and natural! I loved the the natural twist and flow of the desert below. The colors were fantastic and very organic (obviously) and I suddenly understood some of the art I have seen in the past..”this is where those ideas came from” I thought to myself. I feel that way when I look at the night sky which makes me love the art (Starry Night by Van Gogh) all the more. I know when I look at the sky just how he felt when he saw the sky, and why he painted it just that way. Isn’t it amazing how well people can translate something you are both feeling into art that you can embrace and weep over? Something you can look at together and know…simply know, that you are connecting emotionally with each other over something so intimately shared?

Sometimes I look up and I feel very, very small and a little bit lost, like somehow I am forgotten in this world compared to the big, big, bigness of the sky. Those are the nights I hug myself and make hopeful wishes on stars. I know I am not really alone, but I feel a teeny tiny bit of that feeling of being forgotten. The alone that comes from not being sure of what you have, and what you want. You know you want something certainly, but you are not quite sure what manifestation it will take. I think I kind of like it that way, I like those kind of surprises. When I get that tiny feeling of lonely I think about that song in the movie American Tail and I feel better, just thinking perhaps out there somewhere in the world there is my special someone wishing on a star and looking just a bit lost, like me. Sometimes I think about the song I sang non-stop one summer much to the annoyance of my sisters..(recall this one Joey D?) Can you believe I still know every word of that song by heart? Yeah, I knew you would smile and nod at that (grin).

When I think overlong about my life, I think about things in ways that perhaps others do not. I think about connections of thoughts, connected to other thoughts. I thought perhaps if I wrote my thoughts, did it this way, you could see, just a little bit (if you click the links) what is it like inside my head, most of the time. This post is an example of how my mind thinks and works over ideas. (weird right?)

I am thinking about my heart tonight and what moves me. Art, Movies, Life! All kinds of interesting things. I told you I had something interactive planned for my blogs anniversary and this is it! (I never could wait until special days..too impatient!) I will be posting at least once a week with my thoughts and links you can click on to get a Quirky view of the things I think about, dream about, and dwell overmuch on. (grin) This includes books I am reading, movies I have seen, music I am listening to and anything else I can toss your way.

What do you think? Like my idea?

I think I will slip outside for a quick visit with some old friends. My, how I do love bright things.

Bekki