Tonight, the first night of daylight savings ending, there was an incredible sunset with the entire sky turning pink and vibrant orange, with this tiny sliver of a moon and Venus shining ridiculously bright right next to it. I sat here staring at that moon and Venus as the sky slowly lost its color then grew darker and darker, and they grew brighter and brighter. I don't know how long I was watching, maybe 45 minutes or so, until the moon moved behind the stupid fucking monstrosity new building across the street from me. It made me stop thinking about my dumb life for a little while, and start thinking about how little any of us know about anything.
For a while now I've been contemplating taking up some kind of spiritual practice. Not religious, but something else. To me, religion is for simple-minded people who need answers to get through life. Who need to be absolved somehow to make them feel better. That's not what I'm looking for. I just want some primitive way to connect to the Earth, and the stars, and the moon, and the trees, and all the supernatural that exists beyond our reach. I want a ritual I can do that takes me away from the everyday, that lets me connect to all the big stuff instead. I used to burn candles on a little shrine with my runes and tarot cards from time to time, but I want something more tangible and meaningful than that. I'm not sure what it's gonna be yet, but when I figure it out I'll let you know.