A dream on the night of 08/12/2017
By James Wadman
In the city, it is believable that the sky we see is merely a curtain of haze permeated by only our closest celestial neighbors. In August, we see Jupiter rise first and Saturn closest to the moon. As the nights get darker, we will see the big dipper pointing toward the north star. Dominant is the amber glow cast by streetlights and industries that never sleep. It is as if the night sky we see in the city is more so a reflection of ourselves and the decision we made to turn inward, rather than gazing through our window to the universe above.
In my dream, I followed a map to where the trees cleared and the sky revealed the moon, the animated stars, and the dust of our galaxy. It was apparent that I was not in the city
“Stand here,” I was told, seeing only a man’s finger pointing to a spot on the map.
I took one more step forward. The sky darkened into a nearly colorless shade of blue. The stars became brighter, perhaps even closer. It was then that I remembered what the man had told me about this place on the map:
“Here you will see what is undeniably the night sky.”
He was right: I could see into the universe as if I was witnessing the birth of stars with the naked eye. I could see our galaxy breathe, the dust coalescing into pink and golden stars. I saw the moon, the planets, even the nebulas, as if they were just out of my fingers’ reach.
I sat there for a moment before I noticed clouds began to form on the distant horizon. It began to snow and the sky was colored by the familiar amber glow of city lights.
There is no deeper meaning here, except to say that the universe is out there.
Something more amazing, something worth fighting for, something worth believing in, is always out there one step beyond your perception.
It is up to you to take the steps necessary to reveal the value in living by following the pursuit of wonder.
Image taken on a late night in Yosemite. See more pictures of Yomsemite on my instagram.