Santikaro drove home from a weekend with CommonGround in Minneapolis in time for aweing the lunar eclipse in sub-zero splendor. We and friends were all bundled up and warmed by sacred cacao and fresh cookies. We gazed up through the clear winter sky for more than 20 minutes as the totality grew and took hold. Poems were read around the blazing wood stove as we each revisited the earth shadow’s journey across the moon’s face when inspired. A beautiful few hours with Nature-Dhamma and good comrades. I figure that enough of us awed by such messages from the universe just might empower us to muddle through our current challenges.

We didn’t take pictures, so here are some from around the world (c/o The Guradian).