“Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.”

“On this night of the Harvest Moon. They tossed bones into the “Bone Fire” and asked the yellow moon to shine its protection over them. (Today we call it a "Bonfire")”

“I’ve been wandering around all night—I couldn’t sleep—and I kept finding myself walking here. To you.”

“Read the lyrics to N. Young's Harvest Moon and you'll know.”

“Shine and shimmer my Harvest Moon,illuminate the shadows in the sky.”

“There is an old Zen saying about seeing the moon's reflection in a pond. If the surface of the pond is agitated and full of ripples, the moon's reflection won't look anything like the moon. That agitation, those ripples, are your constant thoughts and feelings, which disturb your ability to perceive truth. When the pond is perfectly still, however -when your thoughts and feelings withdraw and stay quiet -then you can see the moon's reflection. You can perceive the truth.”