Bliss by Harry Bliss for February 03, 2024

Self-confidence

It just is. I just am. It’s all cool.

Why should a little light up in the sky make you feel small?

Life in Big Sky Country ;-)

off-topic…but here’s a story about “moon shrinkage”: dailywire(dot)com/news/the-moon-is-shrinking-could-endanger-astronauts-on-planned-2026-nasa-flight?utm_medium=email&utm_source=cnemail&seyid=116292

It makes him feel like howling.

He is one with the universe.

The stars in the sky – imagining worlds around them, all with life – make me feel infinitesimal.

…because he’s the bigger Dog.

That line never succeeded in making me feel small/unimportant. I see that vastness and know I am a part of it.

“Space is big. You just won’t believe how vastly, hugely, mind-bogglingly big it is. I mean, you may think it’s a long way down the road to the chemist’s, but that’s just peanuts to space.”

― Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. (Chemist’s: British English for pharmacy/drug store)

By the light, of the silvery moon….☺️

Really beautiful artwork today; VERY beautiful. And I agree with the pooch and other writers here: I feel more a part of the vastness than intimated by it. There’s a star (almost undoubtedly a planet, Venus or maybe Saturn) that comes visiting my window at night. I can’t help but think that that which has become a nighttime adornment to my bedroom would take me MONTHS to travel to, and of all the space in between. For some reason it’s a happy thought.

If I have a desire to feel small, I simply go outside on a clear Winter’s night, where there are no lights around, and no moon, and just look up. The deep vastness makes me feel so small, and insignificant, and I get simply lost, in the stars.

He has a starring role in his own universe.