I don’t know why I get teary-eyed at launches … still … even
when I downplay their significance—call me when we start putting people in
space again, I told a friend earlier today—I still manage to find myself moved
by every launch.
And so there I was standing outside my condo this afternoon,
watching the launch of the Falcon Heavy, a test launch that was only putting
Elon Musk’s Tesla into space.
There were several of us out there standing in the parking
lot, on the sidewalk, with our cameras and phones even though we live many
miles away from the launchpad.
But the sky was beautiful.
On a clear day, you can see forever, the song goes.
And watching that rocket launch, you could almost imagine
seeing all the way to Mars.
It was when I got back into the condo and continued watching
on TV that I felt such joy build up inside of me. Thousands of people had traveled to the Space
Coast for the launch and there they all were, cheering, as excited as a crowd
in Time Square on New Year’s Eve.
And in the background playing was David Bowie’s Life on Mars.
I thought about the soundtrack that God had provided for my
day beginning with the cardinal who sweetly sung as I walked and prayed at the
labyrinth this morning, to the nearly silent whoosh of wings as the Great Blue
Heron flew toward me on the road at the Wetlands, to conversations held with
friends, to the cheers of the crowds watching the launch, to the delayed rumble
of the engines that appeared five full minutes after the launch.
But the cheers—my goodness.
The news these days seems so bleak and everything thrown at
us, designed only to prey on our fears.
But for a few minutes today, the world seemed alive and
welcoming to hope.
Very nice reflection. I get emotional too. I think of all the super smart & talented people who put so many hours of time & passion into this project. To hear their joyful cheers was so moving.
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