For those who look, there is guidance in stars. Travellers on land and sailors on sea scan the skies to find their bearings. Some look to stars of media, from whom they model their behaviour. There are stars in cyber space (Instagram, Pinterest, come to mind). There are stars within family systems, as bright, or brighter, that guide future generations, than those found in astronomy. Then, there are stars that guide others, who seek them, in astrology.
For some, Our Lady, Star of the Sea, is a prayer. A symbol of guidance, of hope, of safety, of protection.
So to find a sea star at my feet, alive, at Cable Beach, Broome, was fortuitous. Yes, I believe there is guidance in stars.
I’ve been focusing on living mindfully. I’ve been attempting to appreciate the experience of the moment, and I’m finding this to be larger than the sum of all others. Early one morning while walking mindfully, step by step, it was no curious thing for me to find a sea star at my feet. It is an interesting creature. The sea star is not a fish. It has no brain. It uses nerve endings that travels the length of the limbs. It senses. It survives by using this strategy. It can regenerate a limb, when one is lost, to be whole again. How can a creature without a brain, be so powerful? (Wannabe ‘leader of the free world’ excepted!).
Being busy, one loses the capacity to sense. One dances to the rhythm of demands. And, when one can hear and one can feel a bum note, one ignores it. Rhythm takes over. Because. One. Is. Busy. Then the bum note reaches a crescendo. It is unmistakable. It demands one heeds. It demands one responds. It demands one stops, looks and listens. It is all about savouring the moment. Living the moment. Pleasant or unpleasant.
I heard the bum note. I stopped. I looked. I saw. And, I listened. My life has been enriched because I did.
Yes, I’ve learned to renew my life through new experiences. Through my senses.
My wish for you today is that your footsteps be mindful. And may your path, too, be guided by a star today.
a dawn bird