Long Hours

I have logged some pretty long and tedious hours the last few weeks.

The horse show is just days away and I have been stuck on my computer making the final preparations to the lists.

Tonight a friend texted me to go out and look at the meteor showers

I needed a break

I love the summer air

I love how it is warm and cold all at the same time

I could hear the hum of harvest all around me

and I smelled the dusty dirt earth smell that just hangs in the air

I looked up waiting for meteors 

I saw planes.

I love flying at night- I wondered where they were off too. Was it the first time away from home-going off on an adventure? Or was there someone coming home?

and the stars.

Stars and night make me feel small. 1 tiny creature in something so vast that it is incomprehensible. breathless almost. It fills me with awe and amazement.

As I stared up, I wondered and am still left wondering,

that maybe if more people saw stars instead of screens, 

there would be a return to awe and amazement,

 a return to a belief in something bigger than ourselves and our little lives,

a return to God

 and play 

and dreams?

I just really needed to write that before I returned to my screen.