stars

When I got home Friday night I really had an urge to stargaze.
So I got bundled up. I put on some warm long underwear, my mountain school sweatshirt (heavyweight) a warm hat and brought out a fuzzy blanket.
I put my ipod on to Mumford and Sons and just listened and watched.
At first, I really felt like i wanted this time to be substantial. For me to think of something incredible or deep
but then i realized that this time shouldn't be about that.
At TMS when we looked at the stars, for example, we didn't necessarily think any deep riveting thoughts
instead, we were able to simply appreciated the beauty around us. (or at least I did)
And when I began to just gaze and appreciate, I felt my body begin to relax little by little.
Slowly, over the course of 20 min, the cold would seep in to another layer, making this time feel even more real.
I was at peace. I was just being. Like I wanted to be doing.
And then I saw a shooting star.
Magical.