It’s 4:30am in the morning and after heating up a cup of coffee I pick up my I-phone and walk out onto the deck of my apartment and look up at the sky. It is no longer black but that emerging shade of dark blue that promises more to come. I turn on my phone and choose the app that shows all the constellations of the sky in real time while playing soft ethereal music.
The night sky has always been a sacred space for my mind and imagination promising a glimpse into the deeper mysteries of the universe than my daily routine affords me. In this moment of appreciation and wonder of the cosmos a vail is parted in my mind and I sense that I am no longer a single person standing on a balcony but the representative of everyone, everywhere, in timeless relationship with the cosmos.
This is the mindset that expands ordinary perception into something approaching the sacred; I am more than my fragile and finite human condition. I transcend the concrete predicament of my mechanical world-view, anchored in paying my bills and grocery shopping, and knowing that I have put off vacuuming my floors for far too long yet lacking the initiative to do anything about it and secretly fearing that this concrete evidence of apathy is why I will probably never reach my human potential since I lack even the elementary motivation to vacuum my floors.
Yet looking at the stars, and yearning to merge with them, takes me far away from the criticisms that will inevitably arrive when I shift my gaze from the heavens to the earth and to my dusty floors with the dust bunnies congregating in conspiratorial cliques each vying for the distinction of being the most compelling evidence of my apathy.
No wonder I like the stars. They are so forgiving of my apathy. They are the very embodiment of the spectacular. They would never stoop so low as to concern themselves with such trivial matters as the tiny details that seem to dominate my attention and criticism me for my lack of motivation. What is a dust bunny to a supernova, or an emerging galaxy!? How can such matters even register on the cosmic scale and from this perspective I too wonder about the time and attention I give to the dust bunnies and contemplate how I can expend any attention on so insignificant a matter when the mysterious, ever-expanding universe awaits my notice.
So what will you choose to focus your attention on today?