This evening I went out to look at stars. Yes, I realize it would have been easier to
do so on Friday right after class and then had the whole weekend to write
this. But on Friday I could have been
found in bed at 8:30, p.m. not a.m. And
in a similar pattern, the same thing happened Saturday night except that I fell
asleep on the couch with my Anatomy and Physiology book nestled in my lap. Therefore, as a product of elimination, I
waited until tonight at seven to drive up near the hospital and look at the
stars on the hill overlooking Bozeman.
It was breathtaking, not only was Bozeman lit up, but the stars were
bright and the air was crisp. The sight
of stars reminded me of home. In fact as
Autumn and I sat on a bench looking out across the hill towards Bozeman then
looked back at the sky, we reminisced of a summer two years ago where she, her
cousin, and I had sat in the field behind my house and watched as shooting star
after shooting star had passed overhead.
Tonight was different, though. We
sat with our hot chocolate I had packed in coffee mugs, huddled first over my
phone trying to find the Callisto and Arcus, then excitedly pointing at the different stars. We found Callisto easily but had a harder time trying to pick out Arcus.
We then moved over to see Orion and his belt and sword. Throughout the pointing and laughing as I especially tried to make shapes from random bundles of stars, the laughter and lightness continued. The conversation soon turned deeper, though. What started as memories of past nights turned into deeper subjects of the future and our outlook on life. We started to talk about how each of us had changed in the past few years.
Growing up, my dad always referred to it as the ripple affect. A decision you make affects the person next to you and moves to the people next to them and so on and so forth. Whether good or bad decision, it will cause an impact on the people and environment around you. A question posed by the classmate from above as we studied cells from the body was what if we, ourselves, are parts of a larger cell that makes up the universe. Over the past few weeks, this class has covered the levels of organization in the body, starting from atoms and moving to an organism, also learning that cells are the most basic living structures in the body. If cells make up the body in an organized manner, why can't we make up a cell that makes up the universe? After she had asked this question, both I and the other person there stopped what we were doing to ponder this. What if this was true? What if everything we do effects the "cell" we live in. If we make wrong decisions, we cause the chance of the cell becoming "cancerous" to increase and every time we do something right we further the ability of the cell to help out the tissue it belongs to which in turn helps out the organ and organs system until the organism, or universe in this case, is furthered. Looking at ourselves as a small piece of the universe makes me feels small and slightly insignificant. But realizing that my decisions effect the productivity and cohesiveness towards a common goal makes me also realize how significantly important it is that I make decisions that positively influence those around me and work towards some unknown common goal.
Insignificantly Significant. I would say that this discovery was pretty neat for a half an hour out under the stars without boots or gloves on a Sunday night.
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