I love staring at the moon. I think of it as a node that connects everyone across time. Everyone has looked at the moon. Ceasar gazed at the same moon I’m looking at. Ancient cultures worshipped that moon. My great great great great great grandfather shared the same moon as me, and you. When you are staring at the moon on any random night, know that you are not alone.
The path isn’t a straight line; it’s a spiral. You continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths.
When you start to realise the little things that make you happy, then over time the big things that make you sad will eventually seem so irrelevant. If what you put into the universe is happiness, then happiness is what you shall receive.