After perusing the many exhibits of the astronomy center, including one on traditional Hawaiian chants and another featuring origami, you settle into a reclining seat to gaze into the planetarium’s full dome. The cool, dark room and the film’s mix of science and myth make you feel like you are listening to a bedtime story.
You feel heavy. Your breathing deepens. You want to pull a blanket up around you.
When you were a child, you spent entire summers sleeping outside with the horses and dogs and cats and chickens. On your back on the wide cool lawn, you would fall asleep listening to the darkness and watching the desert sky full of stars.
The narrator’s voice calls you to return, to return to this woman you are now.
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