I had the idea for doing a show on infinity during a recent trip I took to Greenland. At one point, after a long dog sled ride, some 140 miles above the Arctic Circle, I ended up climbing around on a beautiful blue-hued iceberg that was stuck in the sea ice of the Arctic Ocean. I climbed alone. The snow muffled the sound. It was incredibly silent.
I have been having a really difficult time in my life. Just the worst. So, I took off some of my winter gear and just screamed. I felt my pain was insignificant, you know, as I looked at the base of the imposing 1,800 mile Greenlandic Ice Sheet. Like if I threw myself from my frozen perch and died it wouldn’t matter.
But, as the cold air filled my lungs and tears stung my face, something struck me. Not only was I insignificant but I was significant at the same time. Like my contribution to the countless particles of the universe were not only needed, but beautiful. I felt forever.
And suddenly infinity seemed important. When I got back to Madison, I dug in deep.
I know many of us are overwhelmed by world events right now. But take it from me. Get a pint of Ben & Jerry’s, put on your pjs, and consider not only infinity, but your role in forever (and ever).
Your brother of stardust –
– Charles
