ManicDDaily

Dear Steve, thank you for catching me the moon.  Thanks for letting me put it in my pocket.

More than than that, thanks for equipping me to somehow see it better.

Yes, I know all about being here and now.  (I know about it as a concept at least)  And I know about the barriers the digital world makes to the real world.  (Very very real barriers that can definitely get into this woman’s way.)

And yet, and yet…when I look at that moon with iPhone in hand, I really do look at it.  And yes, I know I could have done that through a regular camera, but I never did.

And now I do.  I joyously ponder and snap pictures of the moon on the same implement that was just used to speak repeatedly to the woman who’s helping my aging parents (my dad fell, but he’s okay), the same implement just used to send emails to my boss (no, I didn’t finish everything I planned)  and the same implement used to check the exact name of Rilke’s wonderful poem ” The Lay of the Life and Death of the Cornet Christopher Rilke,” which reminds me of Rilke’s beautiful descriptions of soldiers’ faces as they speak of home, and, well, somehow, I find myself taking even more pictures of the moon, and really really valuing then.

So, thank you, Steve, and goodnight, Moon.