The sky was mesmerizing as I stood there, counting shooting stars.
It’s amazing how amazing a sky full of stars can be. And to think that these entities don’t exist anymore… I can hardly wrap my head around that thought.
But today, I am thinking about each individual star, shining brightly in the sky.
One at a time, they are–they just are. Not needing to outshine one another; just being.
Each one shines brightly, the way it was made to shine. Each one whispers its individual note, just the way it is supposed to. And all of them together display a breathtaking symphony of beauty–but only because each one shines its heart out, being itself all the way to the end.
And so it is with us…