When I began this blog three months ago on October 15, I had some ideas and some things written. The reason that I focused on Life on This Planet is that we all share the same planet. We all are brothers and sisters as well as caretakers of this orb.
Our planet is in constant motion—traversing the cosmos. The planet is moving 460 meters per second (roughly 1000 miles per hour).
It seems that many people are unaware of our cosmic journey. Perhaps, the overwhelming cares and needs of this planet take away our greater view of our place in the cosmos.
For we are the children of the stars. What’s composing our mortal frame can be found out there in the swirling, ever expanding universe.
Unlike stars, our lives are transitory. Our journey is short. It seems as soon as we are mature enough to realize our place on earth, we must depart and leave those in our lives behind to toil on to their eventual fate. Gone too soon is truly our state in the reality of life.
In the last three months, we have touched on many subjects. I have asked many questions.
I have shared some of my views about life on this planet and out there. I do truly appreciate those who have joined me on my journey—be it briefly or continually.
According to WordPress, I have had 1502 views all-time in three months. All that I can say is thank you for reading, sharing, posting comments, and remembering why we are on this journey—life on this planet.
At night as we gaze at the stars above, we are reminded that we are connected out there. It is an innate longing which has been there since we were formed in our mother’s womb.
This three month journey has had some sad moments. As the news reports, death and tragedy surround us daily. We cannot escape from those two ancient twins.
Of course, there have been moments of joy. Not all days which surround us are sad.
From January 15 to April 15 we will see this harsh winter come to an end with its various tragic moments. Spring will come with new grass, leaves, flowers, and opportunities—a fragrant aroma of hope.
So on this day, take a moment to reassess your year so far. How are you doing on this 15th day of January? Does the sunset of this day give you hope? Remember: after night comes the dawn with a promise of hope.
Our next post will explore a brief overview of 2001-2010. It is called Will We Ever See the City of Choan Again? However, before we search for the City of Choan, we will view some pictures of January Snow and current events.
For January snow holds promises of what lies beneath. For there is nothing as beautiful as the dawn on January snow—dawn comes 31 times in January.
I will leave you with this quote:
G. D. Williams © 2011
The deep of the night is passing while I write. The gas-light
wakens from the shadows here and there the objects which lie
scattered through the room: only faintly, though; for they
belong to the open sunlight. As I glance at them, they each
recall some task or pleasure of the coming day. A half-moulded
child’s head; Aphrodite; a bough of forest-leaves; music; work;
homely fragments, in which lie the secrets of all eternal truth
and beauty. Prophetic all! Only this dumb, woeful face seems to
belong to and end with the night. I turn to look at it. Has
the power of its desperate need commanded the darkness away?
While the room is yet steeped in heavy shadow, a cool, gray
light suddenly touches its head like a blessing hand, and its
groping arm points through the broken cloud to the far East,
where, in the flickering, nebulous crimson, God has set the
promise of the Dawn.
Life In The Iron-Mills, Rebecca Harding Davis(1831-1910)