Some of us are meteors. Burning bright through the sky, unconcerned with our own destruction.
Jack London knew this, and said famously:
|I would rather be ashes than dust!
I would rather that my spark should burn out
in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom
of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
The function of man is to live, not to exist.
I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them.
I shall use my time.
Of course, some others are not. They instead work to be centered and stable. It is they who create homes and nurture families. They are planets.
Some meteors, flying wild through the heavens, will fall towards a planet.
It might burn hot and bright and streak through the sky and then be gone.
Or it may crash into a the planet's surface, and explode in fiery beauty.
And leave behind an indelible marks on the planet's heart.
Or it might, when the speed and angle of descent is just right,be taken into the grasp of a planet's gravitational field. Destruction is averted, and that meteor is now the planet's moon, the two locked in loving embrace, perhaps for eons.
There was once a planet I knew named Jeff who was brimming full of life and love and he wanted terribly to have a beautifully orbiting moon that he could hold and care for. For years, he was in love with a girl who took all of the nurturing love that he had to give, but never gave him love back. She stayed in his orbit, but never near enough to satisfy him. She was not a meteor; she had no fire to burn into his heart. She was a comet, a meteor made out of ice.
Sophie and I named ourselves meteors. And I thought of our relationship as the crash, for it seems the most intense of relationships are when two meteor's meet and give all of their momentum to each other--and both are destroyed.
However... I discovered that I am not a meteor at all. I am, in fact, a star.
I am one who carries many meteors and many comets and many planets, some with and some without moons, in a loving, unifying embrace. And when my beloved meteor, Sophie, crashed into my heart, she added to my fire and did not destroy me.
And I hope upon hope, every day, to bring you all warmth and light, and to burn brightly forever.