The windows of a spaceship casually frame miracles. Every 92 minutes.

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“The windows of a spaceship casually frame miracles. Every 92 minutes, another sunrise: a layer cake that starts with orange, then a thick wedge of blue, then the richest, darkest icing decorated with stars. The secret patterns of our planet are revealed: mountains bump up rudely from orderly plains, forests are green gashes edged with snow, rivers glint in the sunlight, twisting and turning like silvery worms. Continents splay themselves out whole, surrounded by islands sprinkled across the sea like delicate shards of shattered eggshells.”

~ Canadian Astronaut Chris Hadfield


11 thoughts on “The windows of a spaceship casually frame miracles. Every 92 minutes.”

  1. I can’t imagine the awesome magnificence of such visuals. It’s so much bigger than anything I can wrap my head around. Yet to see it, must change a person on a very fundamental level

    1. Yes, wonderful put Mimi. The word “sublime” immediately comes to mind:

      tending to inspire awe usually because of elevated quality (as of beauty, nobility, or grandeur) or transcendent excellence

      or perhaps: Ethereal:

      extremely delicate and light in a way that seems too perfect for this world.

  2. I remember, the first time I saw a picture of Earth as depicted in a photograph taken in space, feeling shocked by a sense of overwhelming vulnerability. For what I think of as certain, for all its nail-biting uncertainty, is still just a tiny little orb floating in monstrous nothingness. College, business, war, environmental degradation, kindness to others, meals for the starving, wars, redstate/bluestate…all playing out on that blue gem. Which is, essentially, nothing. Floating in a sea of nothingness.

  3. I can understand how this incredible view would inspire such lovely narrative. How surreal it must be to experience the workings of our universe. Thank you for sharing this!

    1. And what does one do next to top this experience. Here’s another quote from Astronaut Hadfield:

      If you view crossing the finish line as the measure of your life, you’re setting yourself up for a personal disaster. … Commanding a spaceship or doing a spacewalk is a very rare, singular moment-in-time event in the continuum of life. You need to honor the highs and the peaks in the moments — you need to prepare your life for them — but recognize the fact that the preparation for those moments is your life and, in fact, that’s the richness of your life. … The challenge that we set for each other, and the way that we shape ourselves to rise to that challenge, is life.

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