The Brightest Star in the Night Sky —— Reflections on The Sky within.

In May, after reading the book Inner Sky, I was deeply attracted by the book Astrological Psychology for the first time: each constellation is just a growth model, and the interpretation of the astrolabe is not a presentation of personality, not to mention fatalism, but a hint, telling you the direction and telling you the life topics in this life.

The language and description of this book feel poetic, thorough and direct, not the beauty of literature, not the beauty of literature and art, but a deeper and broader description of the meaning and essence of life. It is really beautiful, such as the magnificent, mysterious and solemn night sky and the eternal light of the stars. You can completely ignore the existence, beauty and some call of the night sky and stars, or you can put your mind into it and look up at the brightest and darkest star in the night sky.

I don't think I will study astrology, although I have an unspeakable sense of identity with it. I feel that my little touch and gaze on it has expanded and influenced me, a sense of beauty, a sense of awe that I know very little, and increased a little sense of sureness that people can actually relax their existence in the mysterious world, because we are just a small existence, a container and a tool in this boundless universe, only existing in a certain natural appearance and quality. We are lucky to have this kind of free will, which can be used, expanded and changed. One by one growth model is like a wonderful game we play with our hearts and free will. Of course, this is really a game for the brave.

I won't learn these techniques. The information of an astrolabe, such as an open faucet, will drown us, and sometimes it seems to be hidden in an invisible corner. It's as if we are faced with all kinds of complicated personnel clues in life, visible and invisible, but all around us. Maybe I don't like and am not good at understanding this mess. Maybe I learned something from it. For me, it is enough to learn how to stay awake in the chaos, which is exactly what I need now!

Just like a group of friends who love coffee, they have fallen in love with grinding beans and tasting, but I have never been moved by it, because I have something I prefer to pay attention to, but I still deeply feel their joy and love in practice and sharing. I often just sit among them silently, feeling their joy and an infectious enthusiasm, just quietly feeling this cup of cappuccino in my hand, and its color and fragrance are slight.