Shooting Stars in a Simple Place and Time
21 July 2021 | Whitsunday Islands
Oh they appeared... they were everything... and they left in the blink of an eye.
I am talking about the family, and the mini vacay had onboard Condesa. We were so grateful our stars aligned and we could be together in the same place, at the same time for more than a few hours.
So remote, the world they left behind, stayed behind, insert in one clear, breathless night and absolutely nowhere else anyone needed to be. A rarity and we were in heaven!
It was a stunning anchorage. Condesa drifted into the long, deep and narrow inlet of Nara to spend the night, in what looked like nature's own auditorium. The moon barely lighting a path. It's was unusual to see the waters so lifeless and smooth as silk, only when you broke the surface did the phosphorescence ignite with iridescent lime green sparks. Condesa's deck was scattered with cushions and doonas ready for a night of star gazing. Even Edie (the little heart thief) and Lulu (the little Minx) were nestled in amongst us, their faint little voices broke out with Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, each word floating reverently up into the atmosphere.
If I could freeze frame a moment in time it would be this one, appreciating it could never be repeated in the same way again.
Nothing makes you feel smaller than peering at the "universe" and trying to make sense of the infinite galaxy of stars and all that might exist beyond.
I was listening to the banter about Jupiter bring the brightest star and hearing the little ones chirping into the conversations with their questions. All
of it gentle like white noise that added to our unique observatory setting. The Milky Way was littered with stars and the visible constellations were a beautiful memory of being our road map to sail home across the Pacific.
Is there anything better than the wonder of a child? No, but in reflection, having your children and their children share such an moment was one of life's special gifts.
The intermittent silence was deafening and strangely even more powerful, as each of us formed our own perception of what spanned the night sky.
Eventually one after the other they drifted off to bed. The final break of silence, He Who Hums asked what I was doing... 'I'm busy, counting my lucky stars and you can do the same'.