​There is no question about it.

​Some changes are predictable, 
Expected. 
Sumer, Fall, Winter, Spring, 
with plenty of time to 
turn, turn, turn.

Lately, though, change arrives in a flash. 
A drop dead, earthquake, bomb of a moment. 
Crash. 
If you're still upright, 
the resonance alone is enough to knock you down.

Time stands 
Still we keep revolving around the sun, 
the moon orbits 
and breezes sweep us up with their 
demanding, obligating pals:

Sleep 
Wake 
Eat 
Wash

While exploding now onto 
new playing fields we did not imagine. 
Why would we?

Just last year, (or was it the year before?) 
There was only fall around the corner 
coming with dry, bright leaves, 
crisp, fireplace air, 
fleecy sleeves and scarves, 
more moisturizer.

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—Suzanne McDermott
21 September 20017

©2017 Suzanne McDermott/All Rights Reserved

As I was thinking about tonight's full moon (technically, tomorrow morning at 3:02 am), I could not get this song title out of my head.

The general consensus in the astrology world seems to be that this a) this is a good time to clean up and clear clutter out (Straighten Up!) and b) it's an auspicious time to buckle down, focus on, and do exactly what needs to be done for important long term project (Fly Right!).

It's always a good time to clean and de-clutter and I must be in alignment with the moon as I am as buckled down, focused and hammering away at a long-term project. You?

As for the song title, I looked it up and did not know that Nat King Cole wrote the song with Irving Mills (the publisher, et al) and that it's "based on a black folk tale that Cole's father had used as a theme for one of his sermons." (I love Wikipedia.)
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I have to get back now to buckling down and flying right...