I noticed the subject of this post a while ago but I observed and learned more about it recently. A hefty portion of last week was spent laying in my bed, if not sleeping. Looking up through the top half of my window, head on pillow, there appears one bright star. Framed perfectly in view, right around the time I am supposed to be drifting off to sleep, it slowly creeps across the two panes before continuing out of sight. I get about twenty to twenty-five minutes with my goodnight star when there are no clouds.
I’ve long loved the stars. Whenever I am having a hard time or feeling alone, it always seems to be a clear night when I look up and am able to just breathe and be. They make me happy. I feel a little bit more alive, seen, and peace enters that moment. For me, it’s not the stars themselves that are the source of this, but instead they are a conduit, a reminder.
Did you know that stars sing? Each star has it’s own tone it sends out into space. They all have names too. That’s so beautiful to me.
If you are interested in stars, like me, free tip: get the “Sky Guide” app on your phone. You can learn so much and hear each tone too. It’s how I found out my window star’s name is Sirius, that it is thirty times brighter than the sun, and is eight point six light years away.
Do you get wrapped up in staring at a starry night? Maybe you have a favorite star. Either way, I hope I was able to bring you a little taste of the wonder I experience related to them.
Goodnight friends and strangers.