In her book Dakota Kathleen Norris describes an antelope whose neck is “like a message in unbreakable code.”  Autumn night skies also possess a message in unbreakable code. In pre-dawn I walk across the road toward the mailbox, my head tilted back, my feet knowing the way by memory.  The stars seem closer, more brilliant. Those with telescopes have told me autumn is the best time to gaze above. The wonder is that light travels at 186,000 miles per second, and the same constellations I’m delighting in were seen by my ancestors. They gave mythological names to the skies as they de-coded the heavenly messages. Present-day scientists have named the elements, breaking much of the code. Yet the full code is unbreakable, keeping us in mysterious wonder. If I could rearrange the stars, I’d have them spell G-O-D.

Take the time to wonder. See the message in the unbreakable code called “life.”