We live on the Navajo Reservation in Chinle Arizona. Clear skies, unobstructed horizon.
Our youngest son Jonathan is in Paraguay with the Peace Corps. He happened to be on What's App. We shot him a photo, which reminded him about the eclipse.
I clicked photos frustrated that I could never capture the beauty knowing there would be thousands of photos on social media all better than mine. Tried to remind myself to be in the moment and not experience it through the lens.
Meanwhile our daughter in Cincinnati quips on another app, "the gods have forsaken us!"
In typical Jonathan fashion we get a brief virtual history lesson from his part of the world, " I think a Mayan or Aztec chief saw a lunar eclipse in his dream. He took it as an omen. Shortly thereafter the Spanish arrived. Is this eclipse an omen of my arrival in Paraguay? "
This is the way our family rolls.
Another sibling in DC wants to know if Jonathan is alive or has his heart been sacrificed to the blood moon.
I am beginning to wonder if this virtual togetherness is enhancing the experience or detracting from it. But we are spread all over the world and we are experiencing a significant moment together. Different worlds, same moon...sharing.
I couldn't help remembering when Steve and I had just arrived in Malawi, Africa more than 30 years ago. We too were in the Peace Corps. I was a new mother. I was away from home and family. I was homesick in a world so very far away and so very different from home.
I held Peter in my arms and looked at the full moon(no eclipse that night) and took comfort that my family could see the same moon. No virtual sharing then. It took at least two months for mail to go out and return with a response. If I had written home that night, by the time I received a response I would have been settled into life and the adventure, on to new concerns, new joys, new news.
Forgive my motherly sentimentality here. But I could not help thinking as the moon turned a gray-pink: Different worlds, different means of communication. Connecting us. Always changing.