My friend from south wished that once in a lifetime she could see Aurora Borealis. In my hometown, Kuopio, I could see them quite often during the cold winter evenings. In Finland and many Nordic countries the Aurora is called the Fires of the Fox- as a saying that the fox is striking a spark with his tail running in the sky.. Firefox was a hunter's primary wish or target and its fur would sparkle in the dry weather (what would explain the Aurora).
Still I often think the times I saw the Aurora, once above a frozen lake in Lapland, and on the lake was a herd of reindeers. Unbelievable. But now what I really wish to see once in a lifetime, is a flight of starling birds, that seems as magical to me as the Aurora to my southern friend.
Once in a lifetime. They seem to be moving as much as myself, but together, creating a new, calm movement that also returns. Creating a new form.