A way to gain perspective.

First watch the children crying:
http://pulptastic.com/photos-kids-crying-story-behind-will-leave-laughing-head/?utm_content=bufferfcdcf&utm_medium=social&utm_source=facebook.com&utm_campaign=buffer

Now list what breaks your heart, makes you sad, leaves you up tight?

Now watch this:
http://www.wimp.com/universeperspective/

Is it possible...

From reading some of your posts ab, I think you'll enjoy this video:

The Power Of Ten, by Charles and Ray Eames:

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=0fKBhvDjuy0

Human, picnicking for three score and ten (at least, I hope)

Thanks

Space is amazing, fascinating, and incomprehensible.
Putting mormonism into the picture, makes the religion and its founder seem crazier than ever.

To finish my question –
Is it possible that, when seen from a bigger vantage point, the things that upset us and seem life shattering (Cancer, separation, death of loved one, estrangement from family and …) are no more significant than a child sobbing because they are not being allowed to play with a bag of dog poop or not allowed to eat styrofoam? To paraphrase a quote, “When your heart is breaking it is a good thing. It breaks because it is too small. It must keep breaking until it becomes the heart of the universe.”
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"What is to give light must endure burning."
“We stumbled on in the darkness, over big stones and through large puddles, along the one road leading from the camp. The accompanying guards kept shouting at us and driving us with the butts of their rifles. Anyone with very sore feet supported himself on his neighbor's arm. Hardly a word was spoken; the icy wind did not encourage talk. Hiding his mouth behind his upturned collar, the man marching next to me whispered suddenly: "If our wives could see us now! I do hope they are better off in their camps and don't know what is happening to us."
That brought thoughts of my own wife to mind. And as we stumbled on for miles, slipping on icy spots, supporting each other time and again, dragging one another up and onward, nothing was said, but we both knew: each of us was thinking of his wife. Occasionally I looked at the sky, where the stars were fading and the pink light of the morning was beginning to spread behind a dark bank of clouds. But my mind clung to my wife's image, imagining it with an uncanny acuteness. I heard her answering me, saw her smile, her frank and encouraging look. Real or not, her look was then more luminous than the sun which was beginning to rise.
A thought transfixed me: for the first time in my life I saw the truth as it is set into song by so many poets, proclaimed as the final wisdom by so many thinkers. The truth – that love is the ultimate and the highest goal to which Man can aspire. Then I grasped the meaning of the greatest secret that human poetry and human thought and belief have to impart: The salvation of Man is through love and in love. I understood how a man who has nothing left in this world still may know bliss, be it only for a brief moment, in the contemplation of his beloved. In a position of utter desolation, when Man cannot express himself in positive action, when his only achievement may consist in enduring his sufferings in the right way – an honorable way – in such a position Man can, through loving contemplation of the image he carries of his beloved, achieve fulfillment. For the first time in my life I was able to understand the meaning of the words, "The angels are lost in perpetual contemplation of an infinite glory."
Viktor Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning
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“Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.”

"The world is a play, a children's game,
and you are the children."

― Rumi