Maybe we all have orbits. Some sort of weird system dictating who’s around us – who circles in and out of our lives and at what frequency. Do we have our own gravity? Is it some inherent quality that draws people together? Some would call it chemistry, some would call it fate. Some call it dumb luck. Who’s to say, really?
Whether cosmos or heavens, there are outside forces at work in our lives. You can believe in physics, spirituality, or none of the above. You can believe in waking up warm and safe, you can believe in a simple song that's dear to you. You can believe in anything but you must believe in forces.
Maybe we’re like planets. We’re spinning, never stationary, never looking in the same place for long. Eventually some other astrological body comes near and we are drawn towards it and then it departs and we’re in orbit again, waiting for the next event.
We're always changing. We experience our own personal ice ages, floods, heat waves, tornadoes, hurricanes, and any other maelstrom you can think of. But they come and they go. They come and yield to more temperate times.
If we’re planets, we’re seeing stars. We’re seeing light, we’re seeing hope, and we’re seeing the sun through that deep black blanket of space. Nothing travels faster than the speed of light so where are we off to in such a hurry?
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