I had to remove specks of dust from my computer screen when I uploaded the photo above, because they were bigger than the focus of the NASA image: Earth, as seen from the surface of Mars.
It’s somewhat sobering, isn’t it? The picture reminds us that Earth is a mere speck of dust in the universe. So what does that make us? How significant — in the grand, endless universal scheme of things — are we as a species with all our man-made problems? And if we managed to destroy this speck of dust and wipe ourselves out, would there be any life out there in the great beyond that would be aware of our demise, let alone care about us?
(We are very much a generation lost in space, sisters and brothers . . . Amen to that, the flock nods in unison.)
True, the photo was taken from some 90 million miles away. But in terms of “outer space,” that distance is but a hop, skip and a jump away from Earth. Even more sobering is the reality that at certain distances, Earth and all it contains are invisible . . .
Which all reminds me just how insignificant some, if not most or all of today’s headlines are, such as the ones about some “Christian” Duke University students refusing to read a “pornographic” lesbian novel as a school assignment. Yawn . . . And this will affect the universe how, exactly? Even here, on terra firma, does anybody really give a damn, except for those students — and the media trying to use the story as click bait.
Hey, I’m guilty of it, too: I tend to get caught up in irrelevant news reports sometimes. But I have always been a transcendentalist at heart. Alice in Wonderland is gospel truth for me . . . life is but a dream, and not to be taken too seriously.
So what should be taken seriously in our lives? Well, first and foremost, our loved ones, of course. And love itself. It’s the greatest miracle of all. Sometimes I feel so fortunate that my loved one and I have come together at this particular point in space and time. Our connection transcends this speck of dust called Earth. When we are in each other’s arms, we are in heaven . . . Indeed, it gives me great faith that love is the universal principle, and that we are each particles of eternal love in essence, even if our physical abodes are invisible in the grand scheme of things.
Because we know love is real, even if we can’t put it under a microscope.