Our Individual Hidden Cosmos


Dear Reader:

In one of Jerry Seinfeld’s  questions on life (in his famous sit-con series) he wondered out-loud to Elaine one day (reflecting on his parent’s move to a tiny condo in Florida) why when people got older…everything started shrinking except one scenario..  Jerry quoted: “You know you’re officially old when there is only one candle placed on the cake and everyone yells “You can do it….You can do it…Blow hard now!”

He continued that physically his parents were getting smaller by the minute, they ate smaller meals, downsized into smaller homes, had smaller needs….except when it came to CARS…..old people go out and buy really BIG cars? “Why” he asked Elaine as she shrugged….Why do old people do that?”

We can all laugh at Jerry’s funny (and truthful) observations on life but in a sense, don’t we all live in our own individual cosmos….seeing the world through our eyes only?

Some of us know that there is a big world out there…but are perfectly content to stay within our own comfort perimeters and build a small world around us and our daily lives. Others of us want to travel and see what pieces of this world actually look like and how people differ and/or are similar no matter where we go.

81UUcEd9MuLIntellectually I know our little planet, Earth, which is the world to its inhabitants, is (in actuality) just a mere dot in the skies of the universe with so many more galaxies around than we can begin to count. I stare at the stars and struggle to comprehend just how majestic the Creation really is….mind-bogging!

Spiritually, it is easier for me to accept a cosmos so magnificent and utterly awe-inspiring in the wake of my belief in a Creator Who is in control of this crazy thing we call life.

Since I am more of a “big picture” thinker….this acceptance comes more easily to me, I feel sure, than a “detail” thinker….because if I even slightly contemplate all the details that go into every life form on earth, animal and plant….my head literally starts hurting again.

In all my years on Earth I know now that there should never be anything like loneliness felt within us….because on a larger scale, far removed from our eyes to see or even imagine, we are all connected to the tapestry of the cosmos, the Creation of God. We all belong, we all have an important role to play and most importantly, we are all loved.

So until tomorrow….Keep telling yourself every morning when you rise and every evening when you retire….”I am Loved Unconditionally!“I am an important part of the universe.” Smile. Sweet dreams.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

Delights of the Day: In every new plant or flower that emerges in my garden or old plant that resurrects itself each year and returns to the garden….I see its connection to  me and the universe. Here are some of my latest loves.










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About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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