It's 4:00 AM and I have just come in
from communing with the stars. There are usually too many lights, too
much cloud cover, or some other obstructions here in downtown Dayton
for me to see the stars. But this morning they were clearly visible from hundreds of years ago when their lights started their journeys
over here to Dayton.
I remember that I have looked out at
them many times during the course of my life and feel connections to
those past moments and to the other people whom I know to have viewed
them in the past, especially my father. As Thoreau said, “The stars
are the apices of what triangles!”
I am a little like the navigator of a
submarine who every now and then has to come up and see the stars to
get a true bearing on where he is and to make sure that his
instruments are truly in tune.
Buckminster Fuller often noted that the
light from the stars takes a long time to reach Earth, often hundreds
of years, depending on how far away each star is, and therefore what
we see and live at any instant on Earth is a “universe of
non-simultaneous overlapping events.” All this is way beyond me and
I have the sense that time and space are not what I usually
take them to be.
What I do clearly sense is an eternal
communion with loved ones regardless of place or time.
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