As I scrolled quickly through my Facebook today I ran across a story about humans – and I suppose all things on this earth – being made of stardust.
I’m sure many of you already knew that and I have likely heard it before too but today it struck a sweet cord for me.
As for the science of it all I have no clue. I will leave that to the scientists. A quick Google search will offer up many articles and theories so you can draw your own scientific conclusions if you are so inclined.
I don’t really care about the science of it all. What intrigues me is the notion of our great inter-connectedness. All in the same concept lies the vastness of things which may connect us to things far beyond ourselves but also smallness of own existence in the continuum of time and space.
Within my own body there may be connection to many different stars and so it is true for all of us.
I wonder if we are so connected how we can dare to believe we are so very different from one another. How can one race believe itself to be better than another. How can any gender, religion or orientation believe they have the answers and stand in judgement of another when in fact we are all made from the same star stuff.
Always when I look to the stars I am filled with wonder. Always I have a feeling I am somehow connecting with the universe as a whole, with loved ones who have passed on, with the generations to come.
When I look to the stars tonight I know that all of what has been and all of what will be is looking back at me…and perhaps it smiles at me too.