When you talk about something like creating a space-faring civilization it can seem so daunting, so massive, that it literally seems like pie in the sky: just not reasonable to contemplate. But when you compare it to bringing just one person out of the abyss of emotional pain and injury, teaching just one person how to play a musical instrument or understand mathematics, or even just cleaning the house, you see that it’s not daunting at all. Various things need to be accomplished in a certain order. Little things that add up to big things.
There are people in my life now who continually teach me the extent of human resilience and creativity. People who have been hurt so badly that you’d think they could never be healed, but they are healing. Healing in little steps, little increments. Moving forward some days, falling a little back on others, but ultimately getting better, answering questions, becoming healthier.
We are so durable, so persistent, so stubborn. We refuse to give up and we keep working the problem. What is a more unreachable goal? A terraformed Mars or mental health? As horrific as the things we do to each other are sometimes and as tragic the consequences, we never stop fighting back, rebuilding, struggling to get better.
We can create a beautiful garden in a mind that was once filled with pain. And we can create one on a barren world that will be a new home for us. Not just for people, but for all of the life that now lives only on one tiny planet in a vast universe. As we garden Mars we will learn more and more how to tend our garden on Earth. As we live on two planets tens of millions of miles apart, we will learn how tiny our perspective is, for if we can live on two planets, we will know that we will eventually live on many, many worlds circling many, many stars. Not Star Trek, not action heroes, just us. Regular old us embracing the galaxy, exploring, homesteading, gardening. Who knows? Maybe even meeting someone new.
Dancing With Eternity comes out on September 1st, less than two weeks away now. A novel I wrote because I was in pain over people who were lost to me. Those people have been found and my novel is being published. Compared to those accomplishments moving life out into the cosmos seems almost pedestrian. Let’s keep working the problems!