A little more than a week ago, my sweetheart planned an evening out to the Angeles Crest to watch Perseid’s meteor shower. I had never seen a meteor shower before; and was quite grateful to be with a man who could plan such a wonderful date! We decided to leave around 8 pm – after traffic of course – and set up our chairs in a private spot off the Crest. I got pretty snuggled up – even wore a hat in case it got cold in the desert. However, I was reminded that the Angeles Crest is not desert but actually – chaparral – an ecological community composed of shrubby plants adapted to dry summers and moist winters that occur especially in Southern California (Merriam-Webster). With that said, I can tell you when we got there it wasn’t that cold after all. It was actually a beautiful night and drive up the Angeles Crest. The air was warm, fresh and inviting, like newly baked bread…without the carbs. We settled on a spot facing north since the shower would be coming from that direction, and waited. There was one couple a few car lengths down from us who we hardly noticed, which still allowed for a private romantic evening.

Silence.

“There’s one!” David said. I missed it, as I was adjusting my chair.

More silence.

Black sky, white stars – so magnificent and Divine. I had a sudden urge to give thanks for my life and my eyes, more specifically, and all the glory that is which I was blessed to experience. And then more people started coming. The cars. The noise. Ah well, it was obviously a popular night for stargazing. It promised to be the best night all year for watching meteor showers. So exciting! And then it finally happened – a shooting star. Wow. I had never seen anything so gorgeous, majestic and frankly, spiritual. Then another across the sky, and another…some smaller than others but all were brilliant balls of light on their personal course through the sky. Much like we humans, I guess – zipping through our lives on our own unique personal course.

All of us are made of the brilliance we witnessed that night. Science is now confident that most of the atoms in our bodies as well as these meteors were once in the hearts of stars. They exploded into space as supernovae. Simply put, we’re all made from the stuff in stars – gorgeous, majestic and spiritual…among other things, of course. If we lived in this knowing of our “star brilliance” – in every moment – I dare say our lives would evolve to an even brighter place…our truest selves.

Take care of yourselves and each other,

Daydree

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