The space we occupy, the space we move in, space as in outside of Earth's atmosphere.
This weekend I found an interview with Ada Limón which was wonderful and that I need to go back and listen to again.
She has written a poem called, "In Praise of Mystery: A Poem for Europa" that has been engraved on a spacecraft heading for the moon Europa. I was going to wait to post about this (so that I could stitch some stars) but then checking the news, realized that the Europa Clipper was launched today.
It couldn't wait to be shared.
From the poem: "We are creatures of constant awe, curious at beauty, at leaf and blossom, at grief and pleasure, sun and shadow."
Since I didn't get to stitching, I gathered a few star shaped blossoms to share.
And the sun, there shining through, a star...
Thinking about constant awe.