The Other Moon is us.
Upon being told we are not the center of our universe comes the real journey of faith.
Can we believe it without seeing it? Can we look at the sunset and see a star? Can we look at the shimmering oceans and be reminded that, just as an entire world exists below those glimmering waves, a cosmos exists beyond the flickering canvas of our skies?
We are the other moon as we find our place in the cosmos. Only when we stop trying to only understand the mechanisms of our cosmos and begin to trust in their eternity, do we mature to see that everything revolves around itself, just as people revolve around each other,
Winners and losers. The good guys and bad. All serve to polarize us away from the gentle balance that is our relationship with ourselves and each other.
Upon being told we are not the center of our universe comes the real journey of faith.
Can we believe it without seeing it? Can we look at the sunset and see a star? Can we look at the shimmering oceans and be reminded that, just as an entire world exists below those glimmering waves, a cosmos exists beyond the flickering canvas of our skies?
We are the other moon as we find our place in the cosmos. Only when we stop trying to only understand the mechanisms of our cosmos and begin to trust in their eternity, do we mature to see that everything revolves around itself, just as people revolve around each other,
Winners and losers. The good guys and bad. All serve to polarize us away from the gentle balance that is our relationship with ourselves and each other.