Strolling Along the Philosopher's Path 🌿

Today, I walked alone from Ginkaku-ji to Zenrin-ji along the entire Philosopher's Path. 🎢🌟 When I reached the point where the eaves of Ginkaku-ji seemed to pierce through the clouds, it felt as if the deities had hidden sutras within the wind chimes. The moss-covered Philosopher's Path was like a liquid stream, with fallen leaves as floating scrolls and footsteps crushing the mottled light and shadow, becoming punctuation marks in a dialogue between humans and time. 🍃🌺 There were almost no people around. On one side of the river were more than ten temples of various sizes, while the other side had a few teahouses and quaint buildings of the local residents. 🎢🌟 The reflections of the river's branches in the water mirror seemed like an unfinished view of life and death by a Zen master. 🍃🌺The occasional Shiba Inu and pear blossom cat were enlightened beings, sitting at the boundary between a century-old temple and a decade-old teahouse, looking down on humans' obsession with "meaning." The so-called Philosopher's Path is probably about letting the friction between the soles of your shoes and the gravel drown out the noisy internal debate. 🎢🌟 When the twelfth vermilion mountain gate sliced the slanting sun into amber slices, I suddenly understood that the beauty of Kinkaku-ji lies in its burning, while the beauty of Ginkaku-ji lies in its breathing—the former questions existence, while the latter demonstrates it. 🍃🌺When I looked up at the sky, I saw the moon hanging high, facing the sun. I thought, this is a moment worth commemorating. #PhilosophyAndLife 🌿 #JourneyOfTheSoul 🌿 #KyotoTravelGuide 🌿