I had an epiphany last week. I was listening to the Astronomy Cast podcast, and thinking of the pictures I had seen from NASA’s SDO observatory of the Venus transit, and I suddenly understood – the Sun was a star, and that meant it was this massive ball of fire hanging in space that completely dwarfed my entire sphere of existence on this planet.
For about three days I managed to hold this in my mind, riding home on my bike I could picture this massive ball of fire hanging there in space, and see our tiny planet circling it, and I was in awe of just how amazing it was.
Then I lost it. It went back to just being the sun I have always known.
I’m sitting out here tonight, on the last day before I start my 5th decade of life, looking up at the stars and thinking about that now. I remember the feeling I had last week, can even conjure up a semblance of the picture that I had in my mind, but it’s just not the same..
This week I know the sun is a star. Last week I understood it.
Strange how that happens and how different the two feelings are.