Based on several amazingly beautiful portraits that I've witnessed in the sky lately, I'd have to say that it is possible. The only "message" that I have been able to translate, however, is an overwhelming sense of awe and wonder. That can be message enough since I've been feeling rather underwhelmed by the upcoming season of joy.
Last night we drove up our hill in the late evening to see the (nearly) full moon directly ahead of us, low in the sky, bright white and massive. The December full moon is known as the "Cold Moon", for good reason.
In November, we witnessed the full "Beaver Moon", wreathed by a rainbow.
I also witnessed what looked to be a pillar of flame rising up from the hills across from Poplar Ridge.
Wonder is a good message to receive this time of year, so I have tucked it under my sweater to ponder on as Christmas draws closer.
For their part, the kitties are just trying to make it through this "Cold Moon" phase by snuggling up in the Kitty Kastle.
Keep warm my friends, and keep the wonder of this season close to your hearts.