The Universe and I

I love the moon. It is a weird attachment, so don’t be thinking I have were tendencies. It is simply that I take comfort when it is out at the same time that I am. Lately, the inconstant moon has taken to crossing the sky while I’m stuck indoors. It is most vexing.

But, there are still the twinkling stars, satellites and occasionally the space station arcs overhead. Yes, I’m heading off to work and walking the dog when it is dark outside. I’ve heard it said that some folks look up at the stars and feel small and alone.

I gaze up at them and fell connected.

Perhaps, I took Carl Sagan’s words about being children of star dust serious, but seeing the stars and planets makes feel feel a part of something, bigger and long lasting.

Alas, I’ve had a rather crappy last couple of days and I did let loose on the universe, railing at it for what had happened. After venting with a few sympathetic friends, I got in my car to drive home.  When I turned the corner, there on the western horizon was the tiniest crescent of a moon, turned upright in a big smiley-face grin.

The universe was telling me that things would get better.

But the next morning was yet another unexpected thing to deal with. And I silently fumed all the way to work. Now, I’ve often told the universe and the powers that be that if they want to get a message across, they needed to take out a billboard because hints and subtlety are sometimes lost on me. So, low and behold, I opened up twitter and there was a message linking me to a blog pertaining directly to three of my problems.


I thought so until, I opened my email and there were the words in the subject line pertaining to the morning’s irritants. Message received. I let go of the anger and grief. Low and behold, throughout the day, many of the problems worked themselves out and sharing memories with family is a great way to keep a loved one alive and dull the pain of their passing.

Until Monday, I hope the universe continues to shine upon you and, shameless plug ahead, I’m on Bella’s blog today being grilled by the heroine of Blue Maneuver.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at She’d love to hear from you.
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