I was intrigued by the media coverage of the blue moon, enough to do some on-line research into it. I learned the blue moon occurs approximately every 2.7 years, so not as rare as other celestial phenomena such as comets making a visit to the neighborhood, but rare enough to warrant them as special. Incidentally the moon is not actually blue, it is just a full moon that occurs in a month that has already had a full moon. This time the cloudy skies obscured my view and my amateur photography did little to correct for the conditions when I tried to capture it. I suppose if we lived in ancient times the occurrence of this blue moon would be considered auspicious. I’m not sure if it would herald impending disaster or glad tidings. Preferring to live life on the sunny side, I vote for good things to come. As a coastal girl I am tuned into the power of the moon. It pulls on the tide, it sparkles on the water. I find the days and nights around a full moon to be restless. As a teacher I have years of anecdotal evidence that children walk a bit more on the wild side during the full moon phase and I dare say we adults do too. As a child I remember night time car rides when I fancied the moon following us home like a guardian angel. The crescent moon is dear to my heart, it is after all a symbol of my beloved South Carolina. However, the full moon, especially if you can witness it’s rise over water, it is soul-stirring magic. This blue moon seemed to say, “Get ready, great things are coming your way” so I revel in the anticipation. At the very least the blue moon can give us pause to unplug and gaze skyward. We can ponder and dream and that is a powerful thing.