The Weekly Photo Challenge is growth.
I am a moon baby. To me, the moon symbolizes a consistent system of “truths” relating to the mode of being peculiar to living creatures, to everything in the cosmos that shares life. The moon is enlightenment, eternity, waxing and waning, death and rebirth. It reflects the stages of my life in an inspiring cyclic display every month.
January first, there was a Super Moon. I grabbed my tripod and camera and headed to the jungle in our backyard. The moon rose over our Concepcion volcano like a spotlight casting moon shadows as the main characters in a spectacular show.
The light of the moon magnified sprouts and blossoms.
Leaves and branches stretched upward hoarding the moonbeams.
The jungly mass of life collected and stored nourishment in advancement of growth.
This phenomenon of constant emergence, growth, and disappearance of the moon symbolizes life, death, and rebirth. The moon completes me.
We are off to see the stone carving hermit that lives in the cool mountains of Esteli. Visiting him has been on my bucket list for a long time. Stay tuned for my next Humans of Nicaragua post on Alberto, the famous, yet elusive stone-sculpting hermit.