When I was very young I was fascinated by facing two mirrors towards each other and looking at infinity being birthed, as they would reflect each other's image back at each other endlessly. It was even more awesome when I stepped into the reflection, and saw the infinite replicas of myself.
I then paused one day to ponder the universe, and wondered, "Is there an end to the sky?" Well, yes, there's an end to the atmosphere in which we live, but beyond that there is more. I thought about the moon, and Mars, and as I looked beyond our planets and solar system, there was still more! It was a mind-blowing adventure, because no matter how hard I tried to look for the end of the universe, there was always more.
Oh, how I wish people would look up at the sky more often and contemplate the vastness of our universe. It is one way to experience the far reach of God's unconditional love for all of us. We may never know where or why it all began. It just is.
And, thank God, it is endless.
It was 1983, I was 23 years old, and my fun-loving boyfriend, Pete, and I were riding our bikes all over the San Fernando Valley, wearing no helmets, popping "wheelies" and flying off of curbs like we did when we were kids. We would ride for miles, with no destination in mind, except for the occasional dinner at Truly Yours where we would share delicious cream of watercress soup and a bottle of Fetzer wine.
I was 17 years old and we were in process of moving from our amazing old house in Granada Hills, CA, to a beautiful, newer tract home in Northridge, CA. Our new home was up in the hills, and was two stories tall. I’d never lived in a two story home before, and was so excited about it.
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By Phil Hartman
It was a dark and stormy night in 1970. No, really, it was. I was only 10 years old standing outside of a pub in Germany that overlooked the Rhine River. But, I couldn’t see the river, because it was such a dark and stormy night. No rain yet, but scary enough for a 10 year old. It was late, and the pub would probably close in an hour or two…or three. And I was thirsty.