On this morning's walk my heart was heavy with concern. As I walked shrouded in the fog I was feeling sad about the challenges and choices facing me. Knowing the day would warm up to near 90 I found solace in the early morning's coolness.

Two years ago I made a commitment to honor my need for integrity; to truly respect my time and energy and my deepest sense of trust in me by saying “no thanks” when the project or opportunity wasn't aligned with this inner knowing. It has, and continues to be, a strenuous path requiring all my strength and courage, and yes, my faith.

I'm learning that faith contains confidence, not in God or a god or some deity, but in me. Recently I had a conversation with a friend about the difference between hope and optimism. We concluded that hope, while necessary, was less tangible than optimism. And that optimism had a strong component of confidence that we had the ability to succeed. I am also learning that I am an optimist.

Toward the end of my walk the fog began to lift. As the fog lifted and the sun's energy spread across the dewy fields a breeze accompanied it. It was a gentle breeze barely discernible. But the smallest of aspen trees quivered in it. For me that is faith made tangible.

I have a new Flowsaic series from these aspen Polaroids. And yes, the series touches on faith made tangible.