Reliable Stars

The stars are reliable unlike any other thing in this crazy world.

Oh. Goodness.

That’s not a line I can take credit for, I don’t know if I’d ever have the eloquence and the brilliance to string a sentence of syllables like that…ever. Those are the words of Hannah Brencher, and if you don’t know the words of that lovely lady, well, you best fix that right now. I often write about music on here, it’s often the words of brilliant lyricists that get my brain whirling and my heart pumping and sometimes bring tears to the edges of my eyelids. Usually, it’s music.

This time, it was the words of Hannah Brencher.

The stars are reliable unlike any other thing in this crazy world.

I sort of want to shout that from the rooftops.

If I had the courage, perhaps I’d even brand that into my skin…

The stars are reliable unlike any other thing in this crazy world.

I’m going to do my best to eloquently express why these words hit me like a ton of bricks. I’m going to do my best, but bear with me, ya hear? Cause it’s something I have trouble putting into words.

The older I get, the more I realize how much people are not like me. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I love, unconditionally. I am loyal, so very loyal, and sometimes it’s to a fault.  I say what I mean, and I mean what I say.  Insincerity does not pass these lips, life’s too short for empty words. And yet, this verbal dirrahea of mine can sometimes be anything but a blessing.  I was raised with the mentality that one should do unto others as you would have them do unto you – and guess what – not everyone was raised that way! So, sometimes, this feels like it’s a fault of mine, because sometimes that unconditional love and loyalty that I bestow onto those whom I love is not reciprocated. It’s taken advantage of. And sometimes, I find myself on this sacrificial platter of exposure of vulnerability – and oh, goodness – that hurts.  And I wonder sometimes, why people take advantage of my good graces. My loving nature. My giving heart. My open soul.  I wonder why it seems so easy for people to hurt so carelessly – to wound another without blinking an eye. I don’t get it. And perhaps I never will.

But…then I read the words of someone like Hannah, and a bit of clarity comes to mind.

The starts are reliable unlike any other thing in this crazy world.

Yes, this world is crazy.

No, you can’t always change crazy. You always can’t understand crazy. You always can’t heal crazy.

But, the stars, they will shine for you – always. And it’s not just the stars in the sky – it’s the people who have loved you from day one. Who have known you from day one.  Who have been your champion, your cheerleader, the hugs of encouragement and stability and support when you’ve needed it the most – those. Are. Your. Stars.  Those are the people you should hang tight to – maybe it’s your family, maybe it’s your friends, maybe it’s your co-workers – whomever your stars are, hold onto them. That’s all that matters in this crazy world, the ones who shine for you, those lights will never burn out.

About the Author

Megan Minutillo is a writer, playwright, director, and teacher living in New York. Megan is the founder of The Write Teacher, an interactive website bringing you the latest and greatest in books, television, film, theatre, & education.

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