tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142954469220297503.post8133148322639222630..comments2023-09-15T10:23:11.246-06:00Comments on Reflections from the Shaman's Hut: The Sun's FlareTrent Deerhornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07168860122958861291noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142954469220297503.post-47282447406351614782010-09-10T21:11:00.542-06:002010-09-10T21:11:00.542-06:00Spill it, Shaman - What do you see in the photo?Spill it, Shaman - What do you see in the photo?Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17685245937708975802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142954469220297503.post-64483808987295012582010-09-10T14:36:51.932-06:002010-09-10T14:36:51.932-06:00I see lots of things - a Being's profile on th...I see lots of things - a Being's profile on the left side of the flare as it sweeps upwards and away from the Sun; a Being who looks like it could be an Angel and another Being who 'feels' male, situated in the topmost parts of the flare, where it darkens and looks like a pair of black eyes peering between them. The brightest spot of the flare, where the Sun's surface has been broken open, looks like an animal with its mouth open to take its first breath after being born. The ripples of varying shades of yellow, orange and red around this put me in mind of a butterfly. I also see a male Being, standing upright and admiring something he's holding in his hand. On the left side of the column I see a face in profile, mouth wide open in a scream. Lastly, I see a forearm and the glove covering its hand being torn away by the force of the action of breaching the Sun's surface. A monumental effort that we are privy to on such rare occasions as this, when they are frozen in time by a digital imaging system and then posted on your blog. <br />I love photos like these!Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17685245937708975802noreply@blogger.com