On September 11th 2001, a Tuesday, I was set to fly to Washington, D.C. for the first gathering of the inductees to the Excellence in Government Fellows. We were to meet on Wednesday, September 12th at the Willard Hotel for the initial ceremonies and series of week long events for those of us from across the nation who were to participate. I originally had my flight on the Monday before, September 10, but decided to switch my flight. If I had departed that Monday, I would have been in the middle of it all. I remember getting up early that day since the American Airlines flight was to depart from Albuquerque for Atlanta at 8 a.m. with a connecting flight to Ronald Reagan International in D.C. later that afternoon. It was still dark outside when my Red 1998 Dodge Ram Quad Cab pulled into the extended parking area. I travel light so I had two bags. Took the shuttle from extended parking and the sun still was not near its rising point. It was about 6 a.m. I got to the airport, and
I had not noticed but here is something interesting to you numerology buffs. The nebula itself is said to be only 12 miles across, remarkably small. Yet, it creates an explosiveness that spans 150 light years. 12 would be significant in biblical terms relating to the 12 tribes of Israel and perhaps the 12 Apostles. 150 would relate directly to the number of Psalms in the Book of Psalms. Beauty has proportional relationships that are not necessarily geometrically manifested.
ReplyDeleteWhat an image; there are so many things possibly seen in the shapes and colors.
ReplyDeleteWhat a poem; your word-weaving is almost as awesome and amazing as the nebula itself.
Thank you Joanna. Someday, the words will be discovered. I, on the other hand, will be "dead as a door nail." :)
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