Fireflies


I paused a moment over the kitchen sink while cleaning the strainer on my juicer to look out the window and see fireflies rising in the light breeze. What? Fireflies in February? I do not feel particularly in danger of losing my mind this morning.

We’re nowhere near a ski slope, but we’ve a snow machine in our backyard. This is completely accidental, you see.

I realized that these “fireflies” were flakes of snow, but there is not a cloud in the sky. What is their origin? I noticed the steam rising from the dryer vent. As I looked more deeply, I began to see that the air just cold enough for the droplets to freeze, and mount to the sky. The angle of the sun, just up over the horizon, and striated by the trees as through summer grass, is just enough to illumine the flakes at some moments and not others. Thus they appear to wink on and off. It’s a beautiful, sparkly, but subtle dance. It was completely ephemeral, conditions were just right, and might never be duplicated. We may never pass this way again.

Take a moment to pause, look deeply, and see what everyday miracles there might be in your own backyard.

About Richard Hudak

I am Senior Adjunct Faculty in Sociology at the University of Massachusetts Lowell, and I have been a practitioner of Anusara™ yoga. I have completed 200 hours of teacher training within its diaspora community, consistent with its philosophy and alignment principles.
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