When I was young and living in Shelton, WA, it was already well late into the night, but I wanted to see the stars nonetheless. I snuck my way onto the back porch and either stood or sat down. When I turned my gaze to the darkened night sky it was doing something most peculiar that even today I don't know what it was or how to properly describe it without a sketch to help support the visuals I'm about to describe. I knew this was unlike anything I knew about or had seen such as an Aurora Borealis, for it was most definitely not colorful.
The clouds seem to have created a wide perfect circle. The inner most part of the circle, the center itself, was hollow so one could see the stars (if you even could). As I looked on I saw that this circle seemed to be pulling other clouds within the center and it seemed as though the clouds that were being pulled were being sucked up and at a very quicker rate then the wind would usually blow around this area. I kept wondering what I was seeing and even now I wonder if that was a 'Gate' being opened or something else.
I honestly don't know, but one thing is for sure, even to this day the image of this event is burned into my memory.
"For many are called, but few are chosen" - Matthew 22:14 ver. New American Standard.
"Though my soul is born from darkness, it shall rise in perfect light, I have loved the stars too fondly, to be fearful of the night". Unknown
"On those nights that I gazed upon the full moon in longing it was always you that my heart was calling." - me