During one leg of his interstellar journey, Little Blue Dot was sent to Mars. There the sunset glows an alien blue; when the last indigo sliver slipped beneath the horizon, he thought all light had died and that he’d never find his way home.
Then the sky spoke: “Where something ends, a new beginning rises.”
Stary: The moment I saw the astronauts’ photo of a Martian blue sun, I was mesmerized. Beauty that color reminded me that life moves in cycles: what looks like a finish line is simply the invisible starting block of the next race. If we embrace that rhythm, we can snap out of the “end = loss” mindset and set ourselves free—don’t you think?
