Walking the Sun Path

Faith is such an intangible thing. Any type of faith- in oneself, in what you are doing, or faith in someone up there. It is like walking blindfold and knowing that your every step is being taken care of. Most important in faith is to keep walking.

One evening, a few days before the solstice, I was looking at the sunset and observing the Sun’s glimmering on the surface of the lake. I saw how the light stretches the golden path on the water. The Sun’s reflection seemed starting right where I was sitting on the bridge and stretching all the way towards the horizon, above which the reddish Sun was rolling, getting ready to plunge straight into the forest. The Sunpath. Here, one step from the bridge and I am already walking on the water, in the space, along the golden Sun path, which is just as intangible as faith itself. You can’t make it up, you either feel it, or not. And no matter what life’s waves are wriggling around, when you know that each of your step is being taken care of, you fall into that golden path.