What if the real message from heaven was to slow down?
Perhaps the sky isn’t sending us secret messages. Perhaps it’s all just a magnificent play of light. But it doesn’t matter. The essential thing lies elsewhere: these suspended moments force us to look up, to breathe, to disconnect—truly.
So the next time you’re walking outside, take a minute to look up. Forget emails, notifications, the race against time. The spectacle of the sky changes every night, and it costs nothing—except a little attention.
