Thirteen meteors in twenty frigid minutes all over the sky
at two a.m. last night: what a streak of
wishes, dreams, fantasy and tangible, grounded blessings they represent! I
loved the exceedingly wide swatch of blackened sky dotted and clumped with
planets, constellations, lonely stars and shooting ones. In one small sleepy
moment I wished for a telescope to get a closer look, more detail. But then I
backed up from that instant and remembered that I am the one who is most often
looking for breadth, interconnection, and the smooth convergence of
seemingly-disparate pieces. The whole. My work calls for a balance of microscopic,
heady detail and a wide-open, limitless heart:
the capacity to hold the beauty of a single dying star with the
expansiveness of a sky and universe bigger than I can behold.
Back inside the warmth of my home, dazed with fatigue and
dazzled with Nature’s finery, I closed my eyes only to find the stars still
glowing brightly in the black viewscreen of pre-slumber.
On those stars, traveling light from eons ago, I cast the
hope that together we will be bigger in compassion; broader in our ability to
serve; deeper in love with the truth in our hearts, with one another, and with
the tasks before us; that we will hearken to the call to be vaster in kindness,
patience, tolerance, non-judgment; that we all find ourselves steadier in our
pursuits. That we will consider it folly and frivolity to waste anything that
we have been freely given: energy.
breath. inspiration. health.
Oh, I journeyed and dreamed with the stars last night. And
they have carried me into today in fullness, in balance.
All blog photographs taken by Jennifer J. Wilhoit unless otherwise noted.
