Contemplating the Universe
In my memoir of my parents, I have a chapter titled, The Mystery of Orbits. I use astronomy references as metaphor to describe the relationship of my parents to each other, their town, to me and to their lives.
Recently I lost a beloved pet, a Jack Russell of meteoric intensity. With that metaphor, I mean he was brilliant when close, fiery mostly; and then at his end, he left me contemplating his time when I passed through his orbit.
He had these amazing hair patterns which I likened to miniature spiral galaxies. Upon close inspection I could see spiral arms in the patterns and when I would hold him close and tell him the secrets of the Universe, I believed he understood. I wanted him to understand that while I know he, like me, and everyone else are made of star stuff, he was made of special star stuff. However, most of the time, he just wanted to tell me he needed to go out to do his business. That puts it all into perspective for me.Love Always, Hobby and Jessie
Recently I lost a beloved pet, a Jack Russell of meteoric intensity. With that metaphor, I mean he was brilliant when close, fiery mostly; and then at his end, he left me contemplating his time when I passed through his orbit.
He had these amazing hair patterns which I likened to miniature spiral galaxies. Upon close inspection I could see spiral arms in the patterns and when I would hold him close and tell him the secrets of the Universe, I believed he understood. I wanted him to understand that while I know he, like me, and everyone else are made of star stuff, he was made of special star stuff. However, most of the time, he just wanted to tell me he needed to go out to do his business. That puts it all into perspective for me.Love Always, Hobby and Jessie
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