…”makes no difference who you are…”
Magnanimous fella, that Jiminy Cricket. Seemed to like astronomy too, probably spent a fair bit of time stargazing, being a cricket and all.
Old Jiminy saw fate up there, blowing around in the stars. A single wish, a single star can do the trick. I wonder what a group of stars could do.
Like say, a constellation – remember those? Pegasus, Orion, Andromeda? Groups of stars that altogether point to a bigger picture when we look at them from a distance, from earth.
Alone, each star has its own history and depth, much like a single event, or a single person in our lives. We don’t usually get too much distance from events in our lives, so the bigger picture? Hard to see.
But sometimes, events in our day, or over a lifetime, “constellate,” become vibrant, or active enough for us to see that bigger picture in our lives, our own personal constellation – if we can stand by long enough to see it.
…”Like a bolt out of the blue, fate steps in and sees you through…”
Jiminy seemed to see a bigger reason up there in the stars, some invisible something flashing out of nowhere that puts it all together for a reason, saving our skin and our heart’s desire in the process. In just that moment, it all makes sense.
“Bolt out of the blue?” Sounds like Jiminy appreciated meteorology too. Renaissance man.
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