Longing for Home
Ever since I can remember, I have felt a great sense of homesickness when I look up at the night sky or at images of space. I have always felt that I came from the universe and one day I shall return. Because I was never indoctrinated into a religion, I feel like my soul was able to hold onto the memory of where it came from and longs for the day when it can go home. These days, with the sad state of the world, that longing is stronger than ever, and is partly what prompted me to start this blog. Sagittarius B2 molecular cloud. Image from James Webb Space Telescope In the Beginning My parents both grew up with religion, but left the church and became atheist as soon as they became independent adults, and they raised me as an atheist. To date, at the age of 51, with the exception of weddings and funerals, I have never attended a single church service. My mother did give me a children's Bible as she felt I should at least know about the religion that dominated the culture we were li...