The Art of Moon Bathing

A journey comes full circle, in the light of the moon.

When I was a kid growing up in rural America, I remember long car rides home after dark, jostling gently in the backseat with my sisters, watching the moon follow us all the way home to the farm where we lived. The moonlight was crystalline and stunningly bright; its light draping over the deep bluish-green leaves of cornfields or…