I love the moon. There is just something fascinating about it to me and I hope there always will be.
Tonight is a Full Harvest Moon, the first full moon closest to the autumn equinox. Later this month on October 31, 2020 we will be in the presence of a “Blue Moon,” though not actually blue at all. The term “Blue Moon” refers to the second full moon in a month. The terms origins could date back to at least 1528 and Roman clergy, and cardinal Thomas Wolsey. It is still cool to see.
I asked NASA astronaut John Young once what it was like on the moon. He said it was “lonely and quiet.” He described it as being the most interesting and desolate place he could imagine.
Some months later I had the chance to interview another NASA astronaut, Al Bean.
“I’m not even going to try and describe it to you because I can’t,” Bean said. “You want me to describe something that is indescribable. There are no words for it.”
I’ve always found the moon to be somewhat of a marvel and the fact that it and the earth are so connected that one could not survive without the other and that they coexist to benefit themselves—they were created that way.
It’s getting late and I’ve been awake going on 20 hours. I’m not sure my point except to say that there ought to be a life lesson in all this somewhere.
I will leave that for you to figure out in your own way, if there is even a lesson at all to be learned. If there is, share it with me, I’d like to hear about it.