Look up

Owner

Brian Rumao

January 31, 2026

When I look up at the stars, I realize how much I’ve already been given.

Morgan Harper Nichols

Tonight, after dropping off the kids and cleaning the house, folding the laundry, and warming up leftovers for dinner, I went outside and looked up. I couldn’t help but be taken by the waxing gibbous moon, a night before its fullness. Before removing the safety net on the pool, I lingered, feeling the 65-degree breeze on my skin, hearing the coyotes in the hills, and gazing at the beauty and vastness of the skies above.

I opened the Night Sky app on my phone and observed Jupiter as the brightest object next to the moon. Uranus, a faint speckle. I caught glimmers of Betelgeuse and Sirius, reminding me of the relatively smaller nature of our sun (and our solar system).

There was an intimacy in the warm air. I can’t describe it well, but I could feel it. It coursed around me and through me, and I could sense the tingling of electrons as I indulged in the feeling of awe in our universe. Peaceful nights under the stars, our home before it all.