Moon gazing…..through the eyes of a Selenophile

Are you one of them…or rather one like me..who loves to stand in the balcony and gaze at the moon for hours gazing at the moon…just mesmerized by its sheer beauty? Well Google tells me that there’s actually a word for people like us…it’s called Selenophile

Well, ever since I was a little girl, I would wait for the moon to grow bigger (yeah that’s what I actually thought of full moons πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚), so that I can go to the balcony and gaze at its sheer beauty. And even today this habit has stayed on. Of course, now I do know it doesn’t get bigger or anything but still evokes the same child like joy and amazement.

Through the years the thoughts, the feelings, the emotions I feel while moon gazing have come to vary. But the one true constant feeling has been awe…admiration at the sheer beauty of this object..that’s actually so far far away and yet seems to be so close.

When I was younger it used to baffle my science studying mind. How far is it really? Can I touch it if I take out my hand from an aeroplane (talk about wild imagination πŸ˜›), can people on the other side of the world also see it in the same way as I do, are there any people who live there, do they really float around while living there (how cool would that be), wierd, out of the box thoughts of a curious young mind. In my teens and tweens, the curious mind made way for the budding romantic in me. I have stared at the moon at the onset of love and even at the end of it. When in love, I remember gazing at the moon with lovestruck, hopeful eyes, thinking of my crush, romantic songs and lines of poetry coming to mind and filling my heart with so much love. The kind that makes you feel giddy and all kinds of mushy. However, when the same crush turned out to be a total douche and broke my heart into a zillion pieces, turns out, then too I turned to the moon for solace. I would stare at it for hours and let the tears stream down, hoping it would take away the sadness, the pain and the nudging heartache. And for those precious moments, staring at the beaming, radiant glow of the moon, I did feel soothed and comforted. Like I was not alone. I had somebody or something to share this grief with.

Over the years, I have stared at the moon and whole heartedly appreciated its divine presence no matter what the circumstances were. I have blissfully moon gazed when happy and certainly when I was sad. I have stared at the moon when I was lonely and sad and needed the presence of a familiar companion, one who would listen to all my sob stories without ever scolding or judging or getting bored or tired or just plain fed up. You might find it wierd rambling on to an ‘inanimate object’ but sometimes it’s just about venting and sharing and unburdening and strangely it works wonders. It is quite therapeutic (at least for me). I have even stared at the moon when I was happy, satisfied and at peace with my life- Just gazing, feeling blessed, humbled, thankful for all I have been given and all that I have accomplished.

Through all of life’s ups and many many downs, I have always considered this glowing, luminescent object to be a steadfast friend, companion and supporter. An unwavering, unflinching friend unknown to the mad busy world. My own personal confidante. My one constant partner through the years.

So if anyone out there ever feels lonely and desperately seeks a friend but finds none, I suggest you take a short walk to the balcony and say a HI to this beauty. Trust me, you will find a true friend for life. πŸ€©πŸ€©πŸŒ™πŸŒŒ

Sharing some pictures of this friend of mine. Hope it conveys the essence of this blog.

A midsummer night’s dream

11 thoughts on “Moon gazing…..through the eyes of a Selenophile

  1. HI, thanks for checking out my blog. Hope you liked it. This piece made me think of the children’s book, β€œOwl at Home,” and the story of Owl’s friendship with the moon. I think you would enjoy it. Best to you.

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    1. Hi there. Did like your blog and content. Thanks for the recommendation. Will definitely try to get hold of the book and take a look. Will let you know once I do. Take care.

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  2. That’s a new word learnt, thank you so much πŸ™‚
    there was a time long ago when I used to pack my bed onto the open roof of the house to be able to gaze the moon while drifting off to wonderland. Now that’s not possible, but me and my daughter often go to the roof on a full moon night and sit for long and see the world flooded by that beautiful light, it gives so much solace. Your friend, the moon is indeed a very beautiful companion ☺️

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    1. Well I guess this obsession with the moon is passed on from one generation to the other. Even I was introduced to this friend by my mother and on some lonely days we too used to switch off lights so that we could the full moon come up and light up the sky and part of the room. Surreal experience. Am so happy to know we 2 weren’t the only 2 weirdos staring at the moon. πŸŒ›πŸŒ›

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