It was another middle of the night and something came to me :
I don't walk the path, the path walks me. It's more like a moving staircase or an airport walkway. If I get on and I trust the path to take me to it's destination, I arrive . I don't need to run or worry,I get there.
This is the way with a spiritual path aswell. If I get on the Buddhist or Christian, Shamanic ,any other way, trust the teachings the way provides,practice the methods of meditation,prayer,study,all the tools the way provides,the path will take me to the end.
Except,there might not be an end as I know it and the path may become a river, flowing to the sea.The current,the rain, the sun,the environment which shapes and forms ,the flow and direction, are out of my control.
For now there is trust,in the river, the path,the power outside of myself; that may be God.
And this point came to me aswell; is there a god,or not, and for aeons that debate has raged. Finally I had my answer in three little words: God is Love.