OK in a cosmic way, at 9am this morning I woke up on the dot. It’s the time in the midwest when the memorial started. My neighbor was playing moondance by Van Morrison, and my sister realized her snake was lost at the museum where she works (snake’s name is Rosy).

Great lyrics from Moondance:

Well it’s a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
‘Neath the cover of October skies
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And I’m trying to please to the calling
Of your heart-strings that play soft and low
You know the night’s magic
Seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight