The Light That Finds Us

I have always loved looking at the stars.

Even as a child, they stirred something in me that I couldn’t quite explain. If I find myself outside on a clear night, I almost always stop and look up. Sometimes only for a few moments, sometimes much longer.

There is something about the night sky that reaches a place in me no words have ever quite found. It is awe, woven together with a sense of connection that has been with me for as long as I can remember. Beneath the night sky, I always find my way back to myself. It grounds me, calms me and reconnects me to something I have always known, even when I couldn’t explain it.

I had always trusted that feeling. I knew there was something about the stars that spoke to me in a way nothing else quite did. It just took me years to understand why.