“How very special are we for just a moment to be part of Life's eternal rhyme. How very special are we to have on our family tree Mother Earth and Father Time.”
“How very special are we for just a moment to be part of Life's eternal rhyme. How very special are we to have on our family tree Mother Earth and Father Time.” (Lyrics by Richard M. Sherman & Robert B. Sherman)
This is a piece about Love, and indirectly as well about Loss, for in many ways these two components are inseparable companions. Made up of Forgiveness and Graciousness. Filled to the brim with Heart.
Every moment is replaced by another moment. Every breath with another breath. And so it goes, on and on. How beautiful the world can be with its seasons and cycles. Disappointments will often soar us up to our highest heights, while our deepest desires can lead us back around to the burning ash of our embers. Yet we are truly blessed to live these lives so vibrantly colored by both!
There’s a tale I'm rather fond of which includes a phrase between two characters who refer to one another as "My Sun and My Stars" and "Moon of My Life." Thus the inspiration here.
A favorite person of mine from Harry Potter was introduced during one of my favorite books of the series, The Prisoner of Azkaban. His name was Remus Lupin and he turned out to be the "Moony" of Nymphadora Tonks' life, while she was also his "Sun and Stars."
Lupin was an exceptional person. He cared deeply about his friends. He cared deeply about his community. It would be true enough to say that Remus simply cared deeply in general and refused to give up on the people he loved. One of the many things he concerned himself over was not being a burden to others or putting them in danger. While he could be a very private man at times, he was never not-willing to be there for somebody in their moment of need.
It's no wonder that a man of such calm and quiet strength would wind up with someone who had no problem taking vigorous action or telling it like it is! A passionate kind of person who fell head over heels in love with a Werewolf. Not worrying about what anybody else would think, or even how hard that same Man was trying in vain to push her away (a decision that, in his own mind, was to have been for her own well-being).
I think about the sun and stars, and I think about the moon. Chasing each other around the sky, balancing each other and all of us in their uniquely separate ways while they exchange a mesmerizing dance together that we get the chance to view.
How wonderful for someone to be the Cool when we're Hot or the Light to our Shade. Someone who can pick up where we leave off, taking over when it's time to rest. Encouraging our strengths while supporting our struggles. These are the relationships —sometimes with those who are considered family, and often even with those we can easily mistake for foes— that get us from one day to another while the world keeps spinning and we all keep breathing.
Lupin and Tonks were brave and powerful Lovers. They were also brave and powerful Fighters. A bittersweet quote from another wonderful book fits perfectly here: "[Love is] like flowers: you know the bloom will fade even as you put them in the glass." (from Uprooted by Naomi Novik)
What an honor to be present for the full cycles of such beauty.
We can sense the shifting splendors during Summer and the Winter, and we can open up to the Sun and Stars of something then embrace it’s essence in the brightly shadowed Moon of Its Life.
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