No Need to Reach for the Stars

I still look to the stars with wonder but I have no desire to reach for them. I’m so intrigued with the wonder of being alive. I trust the way home is ever the light in our stars.

We are a way for the universe to know itself.

Some part of our being knows this is where we came from.

We long to return. And we can,

because the cosmos is also within us.

We’re made of star stuff.

 Carl Sagan

I have not always acknowledged the wonder of my life, explored its energy. Diane Ackerman says “wonder is the heaviest element on the periodic table. Even a tiny fleck of it stops time.”

That is some star dust, settling particle by particle, stopping time in every dusting. It seems forever since I discovered that. But then, how long is forever? In our impermanent existence, it is just a moment.

Eternally, the universe discovers yet another bit of itself in you, in me–in us–the wonder of star stuff.

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