It is a warm late summer night with a clear sky and bright, full moon. All of the bedroom windows, as well as the French doors to the second floor balcony, are wide open to allow the cool ocean breeze into the room. The only illumination inside came from the brilliance of the full moon. I find its eerie, white-blue glow soothes my troubled soul. The white, gauzy curtains at the French doors are only slightly parted so that they are constantly undulating in the breeze that blows through them.