There is something in particular that has been on my mind for quite a while now, and I would like to share this with you. In fact, I had an email conversation with someone about this exact thing not too long ago, all because we were talking about words – specifically about beautiful sounding words. I am going to refer to this someone as ‘Wizard’ – you know who you are 😉
Now, before I continue, I’m going to assume that most of you reading this know of my undying love for the natural world (if you didn’t know, now you do). Nature is the most glorious, beautiful, amazing, interesting, deep, fascinating, inspiring, healing … I could go on forever, though I fear I’d run out of adjectives. You get the idea. I love it. But there is one specific part of the natural world that I am sooo in love with. The sky! Why, oh why, do I love the sky? I shall tell you why. I am going to quote myself from this conversation I had:
“[The sky] is there wherever you go, and no matter what, it is beautiful. Every colour, every light, every darkness. All so beautiful. Blues, purples, pinks, oranges, yellows, golds, reds, greys, blacks, whites, silvers. The sun gleaming, brightening up the edges of the clouds. The stars flickering beside the moon, so gentle and still. The heavy, deep clouds that splash out the rain, seeming as though they are about to sink into the earth. Now, I look out my window, and see the sky is covered with dull grey clouds – not an inch of blue in sight. It’s still beautiful, even like this. It’s like the world has been shrouded in cloth.”
Back to words. One of my personal favourite words is ‘twilight’. It is a beautiful word. Twi-light. Twiiiiiilight. Twilight. I said this to Wizard, and this was his response:
“I’m not sure if I can like the word ‘Twilight’ after those books. It is a shame, as, now I think of it, the word is kinda beautiful. Boo. Beautiful word spoiled by story. Or do you love the books? Is that why you like the word? Are you all like: ‘Team EDWARD! Team JACOB! Team YETI!’? or no?”
Firstly: don’t mind the yeti reference. Secondly: NO. Just no. No offence to anyone out there, but I really hate the Twilight story. It breaks my heart that people think to the Twilight Series when they see or hear the word ‘twilight’. Really breaks my heart.
Allow me to share with you the Oxford English dictionary’s definition of the word ‘twilight’:
1 [mass noun] the soft glowing light from the sky when the sun is below the horizon, caused by the reflection of the sun’s rays from the atmosphere
2 [in singular] the period of the evening when twilight is visible, between daylight and darkness
Late Middle English: from Old English twi- ‘two’ (used in an obscure sense in this compound) + LIGHT
Where in that definition does it mention sparkly vampires? That’s right, it does not. So let us discard sparkly vampires from our minds and love twilight for the beauty that it is. Think of the sky! It is the greatest show on earth to watch a story of light and darkness unfold before our eyes at dusk and dawn. Where will the colours take you?
Let’s look at the origin of the word. Although I’m a bit of a geek when it comes to such things, because I love English Language and the history and origin of words, it tells us a lot. It essentially means ‘two-light’. Two different lights merging into one. Is it just me, or is that the most gorgeous image ever? Twilight is the time between darkness and daylight, a time in the sky that glows and lures all hearts to flutter away with it into a realm of bliss.
I would be lying if I said the sky is the only thing I think of when I see/hear the word ‘twilight’. I do, on occasion, think of the song ‘Vanilla Twilight’ by Owl City. But this is okay, because it is a pretty song, and it respects what twilight actually is. It respects the sky. I like the words in this song.
So, when you see or hear the word twilight, please think of the sky. I’m sure it will reveal its gratitude in a very beautiful way. Just look up and you’re bound to see it 🙂
I took this picture the other day. I am very blessed to be able to see sights like this often. I’m not sure if I would call this twilight exactly, but it is a truly breath-taking dusk. I wish I could have stayed by the shore forever that evening. While I’m on the subject of the sky, there is a poem I wrote once upon a time about the sky and twilight and dreams. It’s called Betwixt the Sky and Sea. It isn’t very long, so if you’d like to read it, it is here.
May you fall away into a weightless dream as the dimming light glows upon you.