Nothing is to be compared with the way the moonlight soothes the heart. Just gazing at it makes my heart soften, my mind at ease. I talk to the moon has if that is the only friend I have, I talk my worries and fears out, and my shoulders becomes free and lightweight. I anticipate the moon coming out during the days my heart feels heavy and broken. The moon has become my safe space, where I feel at home, where I feel listened to and understood. Isn’t it beautiful magnificent?