A Ball of Light in my Hand

My fortune cookie gave me an interesting note this evening.

I guess I could read this in many different ways, if I was superstitious.  And right now, I choose to be superstitious.

I see a beautiful moon high in the sky as I look out my window at this very moment.  I wish I could reach out and grab it.  Then I would surely have a ball of light in my hands.  Too literal?  Probably.

I’m keeping this timely scrap of paper to see where it takes me.