It’s horrible to be governed by the sun, as this invariably translates into appointments, deadlines and regularity. These things all have a place in the world but they don’t know when to stop.
They will encroach upon you if you let them ’til one morning you wake up (for an appointment likely) only to realize that you have become nothing but a “solar-powered machine” in the very worst sense.
Much better to observe the moon. Changing perceptibly by the day, it’s unfit to schedule appointments by, and it only achieves its full brilliance once every 28 days rather than every day at noon, so some patience is required.
But its at those times in my life when I’m freest (Typically away from home and sleeping outdoors for prolonged periods!) that I tend to notice the changing of the moon, and gauge my progress in relation to it.
“Two Full Moons Since I Left Home!”
“Three Full Moons Since Til I Return!”
Slowly your relationship with the sun begins to evolve as well; you make the most of its precious light and safety by rising with it and ceasing your activity as it sets.
Of course when you stop applying the construct of ‘measured time’ from this solar cycle, the sun governs you less than it makes helpful suggestions.
When I’m in touch with the moon I’m free.