If you take a moment this week to stand outside after full dark, you cannot help but be amazed at the dazzling light of the fireflies.
It is the closest thing to a scene from Avatar you might ever experience–and you should. So make a point to find a comfortable hillside above woods or pasture, and take it in.
I have written about this experience more than once, and the writing–like the snap of a camera shutter–helps me revisit the experience in seasons where there is not so much warmth or light and days are short.
So I offer you “Firefly Ballet” repost, and a bonus: the audio below was the finalÂ essay I recorded at WVTF in 2010. The cricket chirps in the intro background are bona fide Goose Creek Crickets who wanted to be part of the show.
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[su_quote]Astonished, I watch this ascension of souls–an ineffable beauty of uplifting dance, a choreography of nature’s art. I watch in awe, these performers, hardwired to follow an ancient dance,Â born in each, lifted into the air each summer nightÂ by all together, a performance for my sake alone. And I am smitten, speechless and smile through tears.[/su_quote]