‘A trip to the moon on gossamer wings …’
Gossamer is a material made of small threads spun by baby spiders, as they hatch in late summer, that carry them through the air to their new lives. If there was a more beautiful definition, I don’t know it.
There are many times in life when we feel like we are carried by Gossamer wings. When a transformation occurs. When true change is in the air. Sometimes it’s in the environment around us. New elections. End of a war. But the feeling is palpable. Excitement. Anticipation. Slight fear.
When was the last time you felt like you were carried on gossamer wings?