It’s 5.30am here in England. I’ve been outside looking at the stars for the past hour. I’ve seen two shooting stars, two aircraft, three bits of space junk and two… Well, perhaps I’ll keep that to myself for the time being.
The night sky is something many of us never get to see. Our cities glare so brightly into the night, they blot out the subtle beauty of the stars. It is a great shame, because it is one of the joys of being human and having eyes to see. Out there is evolution unfolding. Tiny specs of matter held in the infinite web of eternal space. Without the space there could be no matter – one with the other – just like the atoms of which we are composed, we are all more space than anything else. We are truly micro Universes, made of the stuff of stars.
Looking up at the night sky sure does offer a bigger perspective. Little problems dwindle under its awesome presence. It all looks so perfect and still up there, as if nothing moves, nothing happens – but this we know is far from the truth. Everything is moving and changing endlessly – coming into and out of form. Dramatic births and catastrophic deaths are what the timeless depths of space experience without end. The cycles and spirals and contraction and expansion have always been and always will. It serves us well to gaze into the all knowing eye of deep space. Out there are the answers to our human suffering.
We are so lonely down here on Planet Earth! At least I feel lonely… We are such tiny little beings, scratching around trying to survive. Insignificant passing problems take on such importance for us, they are so necessary and so vital in the moment. We cry and stamp our feet, and shout that it’s not fair! Sometimes we even attack our friends and neighbours because we believe our discomfort and feelings of lack are all their fault.We feel so small and helpless we never take responsibility for ourselves. Always we blame another. While all around us the Universe looks on with infinite calmness and non-attachment. If we should waste our individual lives in resentment, guilt and anger, it worries not. If we should through our selfish greed and fearful hate, kill all life on this beautiful blue planet, the Universe will not be touched. It has other worlds, other planets, other Edens like this one – the one we are too blind to see. The one we fail to cherish.
Which reminds me… While I was checking out the stars, the planes, the space junk and the rest, I saw something else. Two something elses to be precise. Both were little spots of light moving in the same direction from north to south. What made me take special notice was that they appeared to be ‘powering up’. By that I mean, they scooted along a bit, and then glowed really, really brightly, tripling in size, before fading out again. They did this periodically as they moved across the sky.