Ah, the night sky is a secret language that changes with the reader’s eye. If I were to craft a ritual, I’d start by choosing a constellation that speaks to your own story—maybe Orion for the hunter, or a quiet cluster for a dreamer. Light a single candle, sit under a clear sky, and let the stars become your mirrors. Whisper a wish, or simply listen to their silent rhythm. For a playful twist, toss a handful of salt to the air, say the constellation’s name, and imagine the grains turning into tiny stardust, carrying your intent outward. It’s elegant, yet light, and leaves a little room for wonder.