“If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe.” – Carl Sagan, Cosmos
Astrophysics revolutionized my faith. I blame Carl Sagan. Before him, my universe was tiny and young and moderately interesting. But in the midst of his sometimes-irritating “BILL-ions and BILL-ions and BILL-ions,” the big-ness of time and space started to really hit me. It provoked me to re-think so much of my story about the world and myself and where we came from and where we’re going.
I am made of “star-stuff.” I am part of how the cosmos is knowing itself. And the particles of my body may someday be part of a star or a planet or maybe even some alien person gazing up and the stars and wondering if I ever existed.
Realizing all of this, I have never felt so blessed and so loved.
Reality — whatever it is — deserves my loyalty. That’s the religion Carl Sagan taught me.
Neil deGrasse Tyson’s upcoming reboot of the classic COSMOS miniseries has me jumping up and down (“geeking out,” as it were) to watch it with my kids.