I saw stars

Last night, late at night, past my bedtime, I went out to the car for a moment, and looking up into the mostly dark night sky I saw stars.

Stars and dark nights mean that fall is coming.  And winter.  Like those of Winterfell, the people of Fairbanks know that always, "winter is coming."

I felt joy and awe in beauty.  In connection to twinkling stars.  In the diving into self and diving into creative waters of the soul that the winter always offers, whether I take that offer or not.  And coming back inside, to a woodstove still in need of fixing, and summers flowers and herbs drying on my wall I felt also a moment of panic, of sadness and loss.

Mixed feelings.  All beautiful.  Seeing stars.