Stars

‪With the Jewish holiday season nearing its end, I’m dreading the return to the arbitrary reality of monotony awaiting me.

The reality of life becoming again a incessant cycle of sleep and work, sleep and work, sleep and work.

Sometimes I feel trapped in the wheel of Time, a slave to his whims.

However, if there’s one thing the holidays teach us, remind us it’s that reality is more than the supposed drudgery of daily life, that Time himself is not in control.

Reality, life, existence, even Time — all these are far more fascinating and grand than we allow ourselves to ponder. They extend beyond our knowledge and understanding, experiential or studied.

And it’s in those moments of stillness, of quietness we are reminded we belong to something far more dazzling than a tedious, repetitious pattern of seeming futility.

Looking up at the sky, the stars twinkling in their familiar attitude, I remember life is far more wonderful than even I can imagine, that…

“There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy” (Shakespeare, Hamlet, I.v.165-166).

For who am I to doubt the stars?