Thanks for the smile this story gave me. I also talk to the moon and get excited when I see it appearing out of nowhere. The other day I watched it rise above the hill across from my front porch that forms its own horizon.

That feeling of feeling close to heaven sometimes makes me think of Jimi Hendrix's line, "excuse me while I kiss the sky." This is one dictionary definition of sky: "The vault of heaven; the upper atmosphere, place of weather; Heaven, the dwelling place of God."

In 2013 in my first ever piece of self expository writing, (published on Medium 7 years later https://medium.com/know-thyself-heal-thyself/self-portrait-in-essay-form-circa-12-2013-7bdac6f1510e ) I wrote: "Meredith’s conception of God, or the Great All, and how we and our souls fit in, is that when our souls leave the Great All to take human form we contract with the universe to experience certain painful things on Earth that are not spiritual so we can learn what is spiritual (love, kindness, compassion, charity, etc.). At the end of our conversation I was crying. I thought at the time it was the emotion of having a quest for understanding realized. I believe now it was something a bit different. I think more layers of paint should be applied to this canvass before that brush stroke reveals itself."

Several pages later I came back to it.

"In Delray I would wake before dawn and go running barefoot on the beach with the moon, Venus and Orion keeping me company, feeling connected to the universe. Realization of connection to the universe — that is why I cried with Meredith."

Crying now rereading those words. Good tears.