Aurora above Home

Last night, the sky over our little red house in North Iceland erupted in a show of colour and motion we’ll never forget. A full aurora corona bloomed overhead—ribbons of green, pink, and electric blue twisting and pulsing, converging in a crown that danced directly above us. We stood outside in the still cold, completely transfixed as the northern lights wrapped the sky in motion.

This kind of display isn’t just rare—it’s the result of the current solar maximum, a peak in the sun’s 11-year cycle when solar storms are more frequent and powerful. That increased solar activity sends charged particles streaming toward Earth, colliding with our atmosphere and painting the sky with light.

In Icelandic folklore, the aurora has long held meaning. Some believed it was the dancing spirits of the dead; others warned pregnant women not to look at it, lest their child be born cross-eyed. But standing under last night’s sky, all you could feel was awe.

It’s easy to become used to nature’s wonders here, but moments like this remind us how lucky we are. To watch the aurora crown above our roof, dancing in full colour—it felt like the sky was putting on a show just for us.