Walking back from my car last night, I happened to glance up at the night sky above me. A simple act of tilting my head, but suddenly, I found myself overhwelmed with a sense of nostalgia. There was a time when I turned to the stars nightly; relying on their presence for a sense of tranquilty. They were my companions through the restless nights- familar constellations painted upon the deep blue canvas like photos of old friends in an album. No matter how sparse they may seem, the act of conencting them always bring me a sense of serenity. If I can connect the far stretching dots spread across the heavens, then so may I be united with loved ones scattered across the earth like dandelion seeds in the wind.
Yet, I must admit, it has been a while since I last gazed up and converse with the stars. Similarly, it felt like it has been too long since I reach out and be in the company of my friends. I know I have dove into a new project like a determined captain sailing out to sea. Yet, given all my charts and navigation skills, I realize it is towards the stars I must look for direction. I need the wisdom of the stars, and the counsel of my scattered friends. I need to connect with them, for only then will I realize my place, and know where I should be heading next. My stars and my friends are one. Heaven and earth are not so far apart after all.
Yet, I must admit, it has been a while since I last gazed up and converse with the stars. Similarly, it felt like it has been too long since I reach out and be in the company of my friends. I know I have dove into a new project like a determined captain sailing out to sea. Yet, given all my charts and navigation skills, I realize it is towards the stars I must look for direction. I need the wisdom of the stars, and the counsel of my scattered friends. I need to connect with them, for only then will I realize my place, and know where I should be heading next. My stars and my friends are one. Heaven and earth are not so far apart after all.
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