I was walking in the mountain the other day. And I was looking at the sun - you know, the same way as you are told NOT to do - straight into its core; granted, through the bushes but it's winter - how much protection can the bare branches give. We are being taught never to photograph against the sun, right? But I do really, really love it! It is like you are looking through life, looking at life. It wants to make you smile. It makes you smile.
When you look something through the sun - like a leaf or a branch or even your hand - you see a reflection of your own energy: a reflection of life. The object between you and the sun (be it a branch or another person) is wrapped by the rays of light, rays of energy - tenderly; and quite ironically because the sun has the power to scorch you, to turn you into ash. And it would. If we didn't provide meaning to its existence. You see, without the sun, we would not exist - we wouldn't be here. But without us, the sun would also be simply a ball of fire, a ball of energy. And energy needs to flow - in, and out, and in again. And we are part of that cycle.