We Are Made of Star Dust

The Door to the Sun

[Seamus reflects]

Dinner was done and the last rays of sunshine cut across the porch as I stretched out to contemplate the nature of all things. Maya was napping on the couch and Tessa was rolling around on the warm concrete walkway. It was one of those moments that makes me believe that perfection is possible. I am eternally the optimist.

Mom had made herself a salad and sat to eat while listening to the Ted Radio Hour. It was all about recent space discoveries, one of our favorite subjects here at the Stone House. I was just nodding off when I heard a radio astronomer say, “We are all made of star dust.”

Now, that got my attention. Did you ever consider such a thing? I, Seamus, a small Shih Tzu is made of star dust. I wanted to know more. This astronomer spends her waking hours listening for messages from alien worlds and admits that they may have already contacted us, although in a technology humans have yet to discover.

Imagine that! Messages that might reveal the secrets to our universe, answer the questions that humans have pondered since the beginning of their short, destructive existence on Earth. Messages that will tell us if there are other Shih Tzu’s on other planets on the far side of the universe.

I sat up and looked at Maya just as she cocked one eye open and looked at me. I turned back to mom who had paused her fork to mouth contemplating what the woman had said. We are all made from star dust and the earth is just one tiny planet in the corner of one galaxy in a very big universe. Oh yeah, and the universe does not exist for the sole purpose of human evolution.

Holy moly! Try telling that to the Christian Right and the NRA, why don’t you.

The three of us looked at each other just as Tessa sauntered through the door, a few bird feathers stuck to her mouth.

TESSA
Now, that will blow a few minds, eh guys? First that we’re paying people to sit and listen to messages that no one can understand and second that they are waiting for aliens to send a cordial invitation to come for tea.

MOM
I like the part about being made from star dust, Tessa. Makes this old bag of bones something more than human. Actually, cosmic really.

SEAMUS
Mom, you are such a hippie, but Dr. Tarter did mention that being made of star dust is what connects everything and everyone to each other.

MAYA
I think that human’s are the offspring of fallen angels, who fell to earth when banned from heaven for crimes committed against the unnameable God.

TESSA
Whoa, the terrier’s spouting original sin. Are you speaking of androgynous beings?

SEAMUS
Yes, of course, the male/female as one entity.

MOM
I read that the ancient Mayan’s believed that as punishment these angels were split into two beings, male and female. They then bred with early humans and began multiplying by millions.

MAYA
On another note we are all “at play in the fields of the Lord”. If that’s the case then we enact God’s temperaments.

SEAMUS
Right! Eyes to see delight and sorrow. Although I don’t see very well.

TESSA
Ears to hear laughter and cries of pain. My hearing is laser sharp.

MAYA
Nose to smell fear and effort…..and food.

MOM
Mouth to taste the sweat of labor…hmmmm, and chocolate.

SEAMUS
Touch to know the comfort of love and mom’s morning massage.

TESSA
Or to suffer the pain of torture and disease……I know….bummer.

MOM
If we are the image and likeness of those fallen from grace, the ones who found their way to this earthly paradise, then we continue to seek a way back to the Divine Source of light which has always fed us.

MAYA
Our source of light is the sun and it is only one of four billion stars in our galaxy.

TESSA
Honestly, I think that humans are going in the wrong direction.

SEAMUS
Yeah, humans need to recognize their ignorance before it’s too late.

MOM
And if it’s too late?

TESSA
Probably like in a video game when you get blown up the game is over and then you start again.

MOM
Because there is always star dust to make more worlds; but it sure would be nice if we could get it right this time around.

SEAMUS
Sure would.

MAYA
Hard to be optimistic when no one wants to change their ways. Give up their luxuries and reduce their footprint.

TESSA
I’m afraid it will take something catastrophic. Like finally understanding one of those messages.

MOM
That says?

SEAMUS
Party’s happening tonight in Galaxy X248. Bring the beer, earthlings.

MAYA
Yeah, I’m there.

TESSA
Alright, let’s ride. Mom, you’re driving.

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