Holland LakeAfter a wonderful couple weeks of vacation, most of it in the Swan Valley of the Montana Rockies, I find myself pining for the starry night skies and the richness of the Milky Way. Growing up in Minneapolis, my two young boys had never seen anything like it. They marveled and remarked without prompting. They're 4 and 2. I grew up in North Dakota and the vast density of stars adorning the night sky was all I knew. I found myself delighting in their pleasure and saddened by the thought that this was an uncommon event for them.

Some mornings the news doesn't cut it. Information is too much. We need something to help us remember the moments that give meaning to our lives. Something that gives us hope. Natural events that shake our inner being and relationship to this magnificent world. Henry Jun Wah Lee's "Joshua Tree Under the Milky Way" time lapse is a welcome relief to start this day.

If you have a photo or a video or a quote that does this for you, share it here. I’m always looking for new material to post that might boost our spirits for the working week.

(photo: "Holland Lake"; by Trent Gilliss)

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Trent, lovely thoughts. Lovely photo! Thanks for a good start to my day.

WOW! Thank you so much Trent...beaUtifUl...just beautiful! So is your photo...stunning.

Thank you for this wondrous time lapse of the starry sky, and your lovely reflection Trent! I live just on the other side of the Swan valley, inside the mouth of a canyon. I too feel the need (as Wendell Berry so aptly describes) to restore my spirit in the grace and peace of the natural world.


When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

— Wendell Berry

Oh my, Marti. I am envious of your geographical existence. Perhaps our paths will cross one day, as we plan to make our way out there again next summer. I know you've been a listener of our program for some time, but we're not on the radio in Montana *fingers crossed*!

If that's not sacred I don't know what is.


I love reading sections from Khalil Gibran's, The Prophet, for inspiration when I'm feeling down or just feeling the need for some direction in my life. The chapter On Love is definitely one of my favorites...

"Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips"

The entire book is freely accessible online at http://www.katsandogz.com/gibr...

As my children were growing up, every summer for 12 years we spent a couple of weeks in a cabin on a lake in Maine right at the time of the annual Perseids. It became a tradition at least one night to take some pillows and blankets and to go out on the dock beyond the trees where we could see the sky and watch the wonder of the "falling stars". The kids loved it, and we still talk about those summers with reverence.

Absolutely stunning photo! I've memorized this verse of Lord Byron's - it reminds me of the richness you mention above.

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.