Here’s a reminder that I set up on my calendar: every 4th Sunday of the month, go outside after nightfall, and look at the stars for fifteen minutes.
Regardless of life going well, or going poorly, the stars are always there. There are many beautiful and inspiring things in the world, but few are as accessible as the starry sky.
And today… (Well, technically, yesterday, because I was late in posting. Sorry.) We’ve seen something new: the first photograph ever of a black hole.
What other wonders might be hidden up above? It’s interesting to think about it. Our ancestors couldn’t have dreamt about the things that we would know about the universe today.
But they looked up at the same stars.
Apart by generations, by ages, or merely by seas and mountains; still, we all live under the same sky.