The Only Home I’ve Ever Known

That’s here.
That’s home.
That’s us.
On it, everyone you love, everyone you know,
everyone you ever heard of,
every human being who ever was,
lived out their lives.

The aggregate of our joy and suffering,
thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines,
every hunter and forager,
every hero and coward,
every creator and destroyer of civilization,
every king and peasant,
every young couple in love,
every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer,
every teacher of morals,
every corrupt politician,
every superstar,
every supreme leader,
every saint and sinner in the history of our species
lived there on a mote of dust…
suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage
in a vast cosmic arena.

Think of the rivers of blood
spilled by all those generals and emperors
so that in glory and triumph
they could become the momentary masters
of a fraction…of a dot.

Think of the endless cruelties visited
by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel
on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants
of some other corner.
How frequent their misunderstandings,
How eager they are to kill one another,
How fervent their hatreds.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance,
the delusion that we have some
privileged position in the universe,
are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck
in the great, enveloping cosmic dark.
In our obscurity,
in all this vastness
there is no hint that
help will come from elsewhere
to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life.
There is nowhere else, at least in the near future,
to which our species could migrate.
Visit, yes.
Settle, not yet.
Like it or not, for the moment,
the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a
humbling and character-building experience.
There is perhaps no better demonstration
of the folly of human conceits
than this distant image.

To me, it underscores our responsibility
to deal more kindly with one another
and to preserve and cherish
the Pale Blue Dot,
the only home we’ve ever known.

~ Carl Sagan

4 thoughts on “The Only Home I’ve Ever Known

    1. Thank you so much for your appreciation and kind words. It may be a while before I find my feet back in the blogging world (school is taking precedent at the time-being). And though I don’t have time to participate in these awards, I always appreciate the time that is put into them — and I enjoy clicking on your favorite blogs as well. It’s a great way to explore others on WP! Cheers, Uncle Guac.

      I’ve “stickied” the keyhole gardening post at the top of my home page. It really is the garden of the century.


    1. This is an old quote, probably from the 80’s, but given the craziness in this new era we call Anthropocene, it’s feels good to be humbled. I’ve revisited it often and it begged for a permanent place on my blog (for me). We are, after all, just another earth animal species; we take so much for granted.

      Not sure if I would call this “back to blogging!” It may be a while longer before anything but family, food, and school get any attention from me. Thanks for the comment.


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