A few years back I had a vision in a dream. We were standing outside in the night. A glowing ring shot down from a storm cloud at UFO-speed, hovered, checked us out on all sides, and zoomed silently away. I took this as a benediction. Later there was a storm and dark gray water overflowing from a flagstone-lined ditch, but we were safe inside. The house was Mexican or Mediterranean with stone floors. Rain that did blow in through open windows ran harmlessly away.
The other day I took this picture high above the Rio Pueblo. (That’s the Rio Grande is in the distance.) When I opened the file later on my laptop, the thing jumped out immediately. It kind of shimmers and you don’t quite see it but it registers.