Earth's moon has been extremely bright in the night sky the last few days, and I've been staring at it, ruminating on it's influence on us.
So now, I've created a thread here, hoping that some of you might share some of the thoughts and impressions that come to mind when you stare up at the moon. INFJ thinking fascinates me, but other types' views are appreciated as well.
I'll go first.
Last night, I considered how wonderful it must have been to be born and schooled shortly before the moon was first reached. And then, after spending a few decades staring up at that far off place, to be one of Earth's populace on the day where humans first stepped foot on it's surface. How exhilarating it must have been, to see science bring about such a seemingly impossible event. The sudden possibilities of human exploration and technology would have consumed my mind.
Instead, I was born and schooled with that knowledge as a given, which takes so much away from the event, at least for me. In my youth, the first real news coverage of space exploration was the tragic loss of the Challenger and it's crew of seven brave souls on January 28th, 1986.
For me, space exploration continued under the shadow of that event, and words fail me in describing that impact on my faith in human use of science.
In summary, last night reminded me that one day, not very long ago, humans looked up into the sky and saw the moon as reachable, for the very first time in their lives.
I envy them that experience.