Post-Totality Tuesday

“Winter is coming!” cries a young boy as the moon slowly eclipses the sun. A warm summer morning in central Oregon turns to downright chilly as dusk sweeps across the land. I watch as a line of fire ants scurry onward seemingly unperturbed. At 10:18 AM totality is marked by a small group of humans shouting: “Stars! I see Venus! I see Sirius!” Coyotes in the canyon below join in with howls. For a full minute,  the plasma of the sun radiates in an uneven diamond shape around the black disc of the moon. I choke up with tears. A burst of light serves as both a promise of the sun’s return and a public service announcement to all humans to don their eclipse glasses post-totality. I feel jittery yet still, like I had drunk far too much caffeine beneath a lake, and am utterly grateful to live as a tiny ant human on the most beautiful planet ever.

Barring mathematics, intuition and years of tracking the sun, moon and earth’s arcs to predict such an event, I am delighted to learn that to predict an eclipse one could read the crescent-shaped shadows on the ground at 90% totality. If I see crescent shaped shadows, I’ll know to get ready to shield a baby’s eyes and get comfortable should I ever find myself in an apoceclipse. “A million moons” whispers an 8 year old boy crouched over the crescent shadows on fine desert dust.

A human being is a part of the whole, called by us “Universe”, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest — a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. The striving to free oneself from this delusion is the one issue of true religion. Not to nourish the delusion but to try to overcome it is the way to reach the attainable measure of peace of mind.

– Albert Einstein, February 12, 1950

 

 

Preparing 4 Totality

Packing for the path of totality, half a minute of total solar eclipse, feels like prepping for a gourmet apocalypse:

Destination: Sisters, Oregon

Transport of choice: 1980 Rabbit Truck with full cans of biodiesel

Shelter: Tent, two cots, sleeping bags and pads, pillows

Water: 6 gallons of water for 2 x 3 days

Fire: Colman stove. No campfires allowed. If we really need a flame there are wildfires blazing all around our destination of Sisters, Oregon

Reading: “Armageddon in Retrospect” by Kurt Vonnegut

Food: Potato chips, corn chips, cheddar cheese crackers, gummy bears, hummus, broccoli, kale, peppers, avocados, bread, cheese, boiled eggs, peanut butter, milk, cereal, boxed mac’n cheese

Bartering goods: Red wine, cider, beer, bubbly water, coconut macaroons, gummy bears

Playlist: Tom Waits

Media: Eclipse glasses

Medium: Nature

See you on the other side! Post-totality Tuesday.