There’s a little childlike wonder in all of us when confronted by the immense black sky, dotted with twinkling lights. One of my favorite writing practices taps into that wonder by browsing astronomy headlines and articles, there’s always something that sparks curiosity and creativity!
For your own creative exploration I have taken highlights from a few astronomy articles and I am presenting them here as writing prompts - write a poem, write a story, or just let your imagination wander!
-interstellar meteor visits our cosmic neighborhood…
-a star billows out to a million times its original size, engulfing planets…
-stellar corpses drift through space, leaving stardust in their wake…
-a luminous fast blue optical transient, an initial stellar explosion that caused the stars death…
-the celestial choir of gravitational waves passes by pulsars before reaching earth…
-Pulsars are stellar lighthouses, releasing beams of radio waves, reliable old cosmic clocks…
-Supermassive black holes chiming in with different frequencies..
-as they collide across the universe they hum and resonate
- cataclysmic collisions sending ripples out into the cosmos
I gazed towards the gentle glow that was slowly disappearing, stars appeared apprehensively from their twilit hiding spots. The ghostly fog in front of me was my warm breath sliding into the darkness as I shifted from foot to foot. This was a star-trail night. The moon no longer visible, the clouds long since gone, a stunning visage left behind. Light against dark. Dark against the light. Something stirred inside me my arms outstretched to embrace the sky.
We need the wonder in our lives. We need it like we need oxygen. To be amazed at the mystery of the great starry void, the sense of awe that runs through your bones when the heavens open up and the stars wheel with us.
Let wonder at the mystery be a part of your life. Settle in with not knowing. Feel the awe present as that great stellar body we call the sun rises every morning.
Imagine your bones made of stardust, having traveled across the galaxy until swirling they came together in a heaving expansion of life, calcium in your bones, carbon in your muscles. Ancient stellar wanderer, you exist here. Marvel at that for a moment, you with your cup of tea in calloused hands, are part of the mystery.
I read this with an apron on and a smile on my face - knowing that while I do such ordinary things, yes, I am made of stardust.
Thank you for reminding us to look up
To breathe in something extraordinary
Thank you for reminding us to remember we are more than ordinary...we are made of STARDUST....
Raine, I love your prompts. My fav, "- cataclysmic collisions sending ripples out into the cosmos" Yes the wonder of it all. I also feel the necessity of wonder in my life, seeing the mundane and ordinary in new ways, from different perspectives. Simply being curious about life! Looking up into the skies,, witnessing the mystery of it all!