Naked nighttime nature stumblings are a quiet soulful comfort. Awoken by the cool light of the moon, my silent shadow leads the way. Brilliance of stars inviting us to their party. The music; rustling leaves and whispering waters. And of course a crazy cricket. Me, a night owl dancing with the night owls. Tree tops and clouds closing their curtains on the show. A cup of moon milk and we, my shadow and I, are ready to fall back into the mysteries of dreams where we are held so softly by the yin of life.