I caught them when hitch-hiking from Alaska down to the lower-48 when I was 20 or so. I was also partly sleep deprived but the experience has haunted my dreams since.

Frequently after I would have dreams where wild displays of light (sometimes nebulae) covering the entire night sky, hanging over me — making me feel so small compared to the universe.

I've told my daughters to travel where they have to so that they see them at least once in their lifetime. And I mean the full on blazing in the night sky: crossfading, the colors....

I think I might rank them higher than seeing a full eclipse.