Hallmark... another year, another month, and another day, Tonight, I struggle to articulate my feelings, I hesitate to utter my truth. Seeking space for an introspective session, I went to my favorite place. The ocean is so large, so perpetual, and so alive. The water is medicinal and inviting. It calls to me, soothes my fears, calms my very soul. And in the distance, there is an orange disturbance behind the clouds. I engage myself in a game of emotional chess. Finding myself at checkmate and my opponent in a position of potential victory, my mind drifts back to the shadow dance in the eastern sky. The clouds begin to thin and I am drawn to the mystery of color in the distance, intrigued by the way it dances behind the veil. In the midst of my emotional turmoil, I retreat within myself to seek solace. I ask the creator for a reprieve, a sign, some consolation. In the distance, the orange shadow dance becomes a fix object, at first it appeared to be partially submerged, then it appears to rest atop the water. Minute-by-minute it changes. I return to my emotional pre-occupation, contemplating my next move, I actually consider giving up. Then I remember my request to the creator. My attention returns to the eastern sky and my mystery becomes a revelation, the Moon is Rising. At first, it is a flicker that skips across the water. As it continues its ascent, the flicker becomes a solid beam of light, a bridge that beckons my soul. I feel compelled to leave my opponent, my fears, my frustrations and my emotional mayhem on the shore. I am resolved. I allow my soul to begin a slow journey across the bridge. As my soul moves toward the Moon Rising, there is an unexpected exchange. In exchange for fear, I have strength. In exchange for my sorrow, I have gladness. My opponent has disappeared.... I feel my STRENGTH coming on.... and out of the abyss..... the Moon is Rising.... on me….