The Spirituality of the Infinate Abyss
There was more than enough time for me to become contemplative and again ask myself that question I pondered so often in space: Is it possible that this was really happening to me? Obviously it was, but the power of the situation was simply overwhelming. One result of space travel was that I had become much more philosophical, at times unable even to focus on minor problems back on Earth because they just seemed so small in comparison to what I had experienced and the places I had been. My fellow astronauts who went to the moon encountered varying degrees of the same disease; we broke the familiar matrix of life and couldn't repair it.
For instance, looking back at Earth, I saw only a distant blue-and-white star. There were oceans down there, deep and wide, but I could see completely across them now and they seemed so small. However deep, however wide, the sea has a shore and a bottom. Out where I was dashing through space, I was wrapped in infinity. Even the word "infinity" lost meaning, because I couldn't measure it, and without sunsets and sunrises, time meant nothing more than performing some checklist function at a specific point in the mission. Beyond that star over there, Alpheratz, is another and another. And over there, beyond Nunki, the same thing. Behind Formalhaut, even more stars, stretching beyong my imagination. Stars and eternal distant blackness everywhere. There is no end.
I'm not an overly religious person, but I certainly am a believer, and when I looked around, I saw beauty, not emptiness. No one in their right mind can see such a sight and deny the spirituality of the experience, nor the existence of a Supreme Being, whether their God be Buddha or Jesus Christ or Whoever. The name is less important than the acceptance of a Creator. Someone, some being, some power placed our little world, our sun, and our moon where they are in the dark void, and the scheme defies any attempt at logic. It is just too perfect and beautiful to have happened by accident. I can't tell you how or why it exists in this special way, only that it does, and I know that for certain because I have been out there and I have seen the endlessness of space and time with my own eyes.
This is what I want to experience, above all else. The desire to go to space and travel between the planets (or stars) has never been greater in me. I truly wish to dedicate my life to making that happen, whether it be by becoming a NASA astronaut, or developing a way to make space travel a common every day occurance. As Cernan said after stepping off the moon for the last time, "We leave as we came and, God willing, as we shall return, with peace and hope for all mankind." I will return.
If the argument "Fix the problems here before you go out traveling to the stars" were a valid argument, no one would have ever left Europe or moved away from Africa, or crossed the Bering Land Bridge, or gone out of the cave, or left the sea. There will always be problems in this life, and the only thing that saves us is the hope that we can create a better life elsewhere. To stay is to be defeated. It is in our genetic make up to leave our mothers womb and set forth upon the world and, God willing, my generation will continue the journey outwards...