Forgive me, Ash...you have already had to hear me drone on about this... :)
So there I was....minding my own business, (I know some of you don't believe it, but it's true) when my thoughts meandered to Space. Yes...the FINAL FRONTIER. (actually I have this whole theory about it being the ONLY FRONTIER, but I digress) I was thinking about the vast expanse.
Stuff just floating around out there.
I have always heard that when something is put into motion in space, it continues on the same trajectory from where it began. Never deviating from course, except for those cases when it might hit something else drifting along. I have heard this often referred to as "space junk" It's just a bunch of material discarded when we were done with it...just gliding around until it's demolished by a passing meteor, picked up by the tail of a comet, or enters the atmosphere of a nearby planet and disintegrates in a fiery explosive ball (may not be scientifically accurate).
Day after day...just cruising blindly along the Milky Way, vacationing on Orion's belt, or freewheeling past Cassiopeia. (not necessarily in that order)
When we travel in space...it's with a purpose. We want to get to the moon...we go to the moon. How do we achieve such a feat and avoid lunching near Andromeda with all the other misplaced and/or discarded items?
Propulsion. A means of propelling; propelling force, impulse, etc.
Being a life study pupil of language, I was embarrassed to find that my definition was off. Propulsion is not the act of moving forward as I had previously thought, but instead...it is the spark that ignites you. Its the driving force that gets you moving.
In space, not unlike dieting (or exercising, healthy living, or insert -ing here), in order to get to where you want, you need more than that initial spark. You need to keep inciting yourself to stay on course. This is the only way that you will reach the Moon, or Mars, or Leo Minor.
Tired of feeling like space junk? I am .
Today's spark: My unwillingness to let anyone else defeat me, let alone myself.
What's your spark?
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So there I was....minding my own business, (I know some of you don't believe it, but it's true) when my thoughts meandered to Space. Yes...the FINAL FRONTIER. (actually I have this whole theory about it being the ONLY FRONTIER, but I digress) I was thinking about the vast expanse.
Stuff just floating around out there.
I have always heard that when something is put into motion in space, it continues on the same trajectory from where it began. Never deviating from course, except for those cases when it might hit something else drifting along. I have heard this often referred to as "space junk" It's just a bunch of material discarded when we were done with it...just gliding around until it's demolished by a passing meteor, picked up by the tail of a comet, or enters the atmosphere of a nearby planet and disintegrates in a fiery explosive ball (may not be scientifically accurate).
Day after day...just cruising blindly along the Milky Way, vacationing on Orion's belt, or freewheeling past Cassiopeia. (not necessarily in that order)
When we travel in space...it's with a purpose. We want to get to the moon...we go to the moon. How do we achieve such a feat and avoid lunching near Andromeda with all the other misplaced and/or discarded items?
Propulsion. A means of propelling; propelling force, impulse, etc.
Being a life study pupil of language, I was embarrassed to find that my definition was off. Propulsion is not the act of moving forward as I had previously thought, but instead...it is the spark that ignites you. Its the driving force that gets you moving.
In space, not unlike dieting (or exercising, healthy living, or insert -ing here), in order to get to where you want, you need more than that initial spark. You need to keep inciting yourself to stay on course. This is the only way that you will reach the Moon, or Mars, or Leo Minor.
Tired of feeling like space junk? I am .
Today's spark: My unwillingness to let anyone else defeat me, let alone myself.
What's your spark?
.
I like your spark, my spark is knowing I am enough right now today. dropping in to wish you a Merry Christmas and all the best in the New Year...may all your dreams come true. hugs.
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