Facing the Sun ☀️

It was one of those rare afternoons when time felt unhurried. I found myself standing on the rocky stretch near the water, the world behind me fading away, and the sky opening up in front. The stones crunched softly under my feet, but above them stretched an expanse so wide that for a moment, I forgot where I ended and the sky began.

The sun was half-hidden behind thick clouds, yet its rays broke through stubbornly, casting silver streaks across the lake. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. There was something powerful about that sight:the reminder that no matter how heavy the clouds may seem, light always finds a way through.

I stood quietly, letting the breeze tug at my dress and hair. My thoughts, which had been restless for days, began to settle. It felt like the world was whispering to me: Pause. Breathe. Look at how vast life is. Your worries are only a grain of sand compared to this sky.

Facing the sun, I didn’t search for answers. I simply allowed myself to be present, to belong to that moment. The stillness wasn’t empty,it was full of calm, of strength, of a promise that even in the busiest days, there will always be places where the soul can rest.

As the rays shifted, I realized I wasn’t just standing before the sun;I was also standing before myself. And in that reflection, I found peace.