I read Mahons touching post yesterday with great interest. Whilst ATW is a blog that deals with political issues in the main, that does NOT mean it cannot cover other issues. The rule is that there are no rules. As you know, there are many more important things in life than politics.
Last night, I arrived home later than normal, and as we are now well into Autumn, it was dark. I live in the country so there are no street lights and the only illumination comes from passing cars. Ever since I was a boy, I have always been interested in Astronomy, and I looked up at what was a very starry sky, glistening above me. All the Constellations were on show, with the Milky Way very clearly discernible, along with Sirius, the brightest star in our sky, twinkling in the sky. All that vastness up there, all that amazing space, and all so very far away.
When my father died in 2007, I recall g regularly going out into my garden and looking up at the same sky. Where had he gone – the man who had been there to advise me all my life? Truth is, I believe he had gone further than the most distant star I could see – and yet even though he was gone a part of him lived on in me, how I behave, what I think and believe. So close, so far. I used to stare up at those heavens, wondering was he in heaven.
I find the mystery of life and death one that is never far from me. My faith helps me, but I have my moments when I simply don’t know what to think. One of my Dad’s favourite songs was Don McLean’s “Vincent” the opening line of which is “Starry Starry Night….” and last evening, I looked up at those stars that Van Gogh had also studied and spend a little time in quiet reflection.