64 – Every Moment of It

6/27/25

A few weeks ago, I journaled,
“What does the sun do to you?
Who does it turn you into?”

Maybe it’s a universal experience –
finding comfort in the rolling clouds.
Noticing the breeze,
feeling the itch of freshly cut grass on the back of your legs.
Opening up.

As impractical as it can be, I love to read in the sun.
I went on a cruise with my family a few weeks ago, and I immersed myself like I used to as a teenager –
three books down in a few days.

I finished my first novel by Virginia Woolf, a title that I recognized in a small bookstore in Nashville.
Mrs. Dalloway.
A lesson in mindfulness?

The novel flowed in a stream-of-consciousness way –
focusing more on characters’ inner lives than on fast-moving plot.
It was a beautiful, thought-provoking story.

“Life itself, every moment of it, every drop of it, here, this instant, now, in the sun, in Regent’s Park, was enough.”

There’s something about the brightness, the heat –
the sun brings me into this moment.
The sun brings me into myself.
Into hope.

Today, right now,
the clouds, the sun, the breeze –
maybe they have something for you.
What do they do to you?
Maybe they’ll bring you into yourself.

Lightly,
Leah