[pullquote align=”left” background=”on”]You are the beautiful and elusive pinpoint of radiance that lit up the darkness and called me home. ― Sara Humphreys[/pullquote]

When I was a little girl, I used to believe that the stars were fireflies having been lost after a long journey, and settling in to rest for just a bit.

And, when they moved – I cheered them on, “Yes…that’s right…just a little farther.”

I had such a fanciful imagination as a child, one that has served me well into my later years. Even to this day, when I am blessed with a perfect summer day – I’ll spend my time catching up with my lightening bug friends.

My dears, the stars are all and everything you believe them to be. Whether designed by a clashing, cosmic force of the universe, or placed there one by one…from the tiniest of stargazer hands…

And, we can not help but to be amazed…transfixed…drawn in just a little bit, as we are left wondering how many eyes have gazed upon these heavens in just the same way.

Yes, these stars hold a magic for all who wish to see. Perhaps, there’s a bit of firefly within us all – inexplicably drawn to the farthest reaches, these pinpoints of light that ignite our soul.

I remember first reading this next passage when I was still so very young, and curled up against the crackling fire my Father had built ~ just as he had done so many times before on the brutally cold winter eves.

I have always loved Robert Frost ~ and his way of spinning the magical, out of that which to many is quite ordinary.

But mostly, I loved him because – in his, those very few words, I always felt ‘at home’. Because, in just a few simple words, my heart was suddenly opened to the world that had not yet been revealed.

To a young heart that was so easily impressed, forest paths come to life, under the first few rays of a silver moonlight…

The following passage is from the poem, “The Star Splitter”…and for many years, no matter where I was on this great big earth – these few words always caused me to look high up to the sky to see if Orion was indeed there looking down on me.

And with each glance, no matter how many miles were there between …in that instant, I could close my eyes and feel so very close to home.

So today, I would like very much to share this passage with you, and in hopes that there might be a little one inside us all…’curled up’ so very close to the fire, and taking in the site of a beautiful home, at rest.

The Star-splitter

BY ROBERT FROST

“You know Orion always comes up sideways.

Throwing a leg up over our fence of mountains,

And rising on his hands, he looks in on me

Busy outdoors by lantern-light with something

I should have done by daylight, and indeed,

After the ground is frozen, I should have done

Before it froze, and a gust flings a handful

Of waste leaves at my smoky lantern chimney

To make fun of my way of doing things,

Or else fun of Orion’s having caught me.”