The Path Illuminated by the Sun and the Moon
Illuminated by the Sun
For most of my life, I walked a path illuminated by a solar faith—a faith of clarity, order, and certainty. It was steady, bright, and direct. The sun gave me roots, grounding me in structure and belonging. It lit everything in my life, giving me direction and purpose.
But then something shifted. I no longer felt the belonging and purpose that had once been so comforting and sure. I continued to endure on the path illuminated by the Sun, because I knew no other way. Yet something in my soul began crying out for more. More connection—both earthly and ethereal. More purpose—like I was made for more than just enduring to an end I could neither fathom nor see.
Illuminated by the Moon
Lately, I’ve felt that call coming from an entirely different path—stronger than ever before. I could see the outline of it, though it was mostly veiled from my sight. Clouded, yet not uninviting.
It is the path of lunar faith. Much of it lies in darkness, asking me to trust what I cannot see, to experience what I have never known, and even to create the way forward myself—because few have walked it before me. Yet, this path does not sever me from the solar one; it stretches alongside it, offering a different kind of light.
The moon gives me wings, guiding me into mystery, cycles, and intuition. Together, the Sun and the Moon form a balance I am only beginning to understand.
Solar Faith: Certainty and Structure
Solar faith emphasizes: - Order over mystery - Clarity over complexity - Rules over intuition It thrives on visibility—truth must be declared, measurable, and obvious. That approach gave me grounding when I was younger, but it also left me feeling like part of myself had to stay hidden.
Lunar Faith: Cycles and Mystery
In recent years, I’ve found myself shifting into what I would call a lunar faith. Lunar faith is not about rejecting the light but embracing the cycles of light and shadow. It values intuition, mystery, dreams, and the inner tides of the soul. Lunar faith whispers: - Truth isn’t always linear, but is often spiral; sometimes it is woven in threads. - Darkness is not the enemy; it is a fertile space for growth and creation. - Spirituality is not a checklist; it is a rhythm.
My Nodal Path: From Virgo to Pisces
Astrology reveals another layer of this unfolding. My soul’s map carries the South Node in Virgo—a place of order, structure, and perfection. It is the pull of the solar path, the familiar road of clarity, rules, and certainty. It taught me discipline and gave me grounding, but it also kept me striving for flawlessness, as if only perfection could earn belonging.
Opposite it lies my North Node in Pisces—the invitation toward flow, intuition, and surrender. It is the path of lunar faith, where mystery is not feared but embraced. Pisces doesn’t ask me to have every answer or to hold everything together—it asks me to trust the unseen currents, to move with compassion, to dissolve into something greater.
My nodal path is not about abandoning one for the other, but about weaving them together. The Virgo node rooting me; the Pisces node lifting me. And in between them, I am learning to walk whole—both steady and surrendered, both grounded and guided.
Tethered, Not Abandoned
I have not cast aside the solar path that shaped me. Its light still steadies me, its clarity still matters. The Sun gave me roots, and those roots remain.
But I no longer walk only by its brightness. I remain tethered to the Sun while also following the pull of the Moon. One hand in order, the other in mystery. One foot on familiar ground, the other stepping into the unknown.
This tether is not a chain—it is an anchor. It holds me steady while I learn to trust the shifting shadows, the cycles, and the unseen guidance of Divinity.
The solar path I walked introduced me to the voice of my Father, and my Savior, and I am eternally grateful for Their presence. But there is more to Divinity. I also have a Mother. They want me to know Her too. And so They have guided me to the path illuminated by the Moon — to Her.
I cannot be complete, or whole without Her.
The Sun gives me roots. The Moon gives me wings. And together, they teach me to rise in wholeness
Where I Am Now
Today, my faith feels less like marching in lockstep toward the sun and more like dancing with the moon. I no longer need every answer to be certain; I allow mystery to remain. I honor the rhythms of my body, the cycles of nature, and the pull of intuition. I find myself drawn to the lunar—the gentle reminder that spirituality isn’t about perfection or certainty, but about connection, weaving, and becoming.
👉 What about you? Do you find yourself living more in solar faith, lunar faith, or somewhere in between?