La Luna y El Diablo

Have you ever been kissed by the Moon or had a late night conversation with the Devil?

I remember wandering around dreamland only to be awoken by a bright light. It was some time in the wee hours of the morning when mama moon was making her descent into the west. I tried to fall back asleep not knowing where the light was coming from. Mama Moon can be very persistent when she wants you to acknowledge her. Each time I closed my eyes the room seemed to grow brighter. When I gave up and looked out the window I discovered the source of the brightness that enveloped my room. Hanging there in my window was Mama Moon in a great fullness. To this day I swear she kissed me before sinking slowly in the darkness. I remember waking up the next morning and telling my mom that Mama Moon had kissed me good night. At this point she pretty much believed the things I had told her. She knew it wasn't my imagination,but part of the gifts handed down from my Nana's that had past before me.

Before telling you about my conversation with EL Diablo I must tell you this; I HATE to be woken up. Unless the house is a blaze or you've lost a limb just let me sleep! Ok, with that said I will continue on with my story. Super Sis who was about four at the time had broken her arm and therefore we had to switch beds. "What do you mean I have to sleep in the top bunk now??" The bunk bed was placed into a corner which had windows on each side. Outside one of the windows was a tree who's limbs reached far above the top of the windows. I remember reluctantly climbing up that top bunk to sleep in my sisters stinky bed.It was a baby's bed and therefore baby stinky. I was a BIG girl and wanted to sleep in my bottom big girl bed. I remember hearing a scratching noise and just brushed it off as the tree's limbs tapping against the window. Had I forgotten to tell Mr. Tree goodnight? Finally after a while and much irritation I opened my eyes to see El Diablo sitting in the tree looking in the window. He had a wide grin and I could tell he found it amusing that he woke me up from my wonderful slumber. I sat up all blurry eyed and I asked him what he wanted. He just laughed. I got mad and told him to go home because I wanted to sleep and he was bothering me. It worked because he left. I couldn't help but worry that Mr Tree was going to be mad if the Devil left burn marks on his limbs. In case you are wondering yes he looked just like he does in the picture. One thing that has stood out was that I wasn't afraid of him just irritated with him for waking me up.