The sun is glorious round

Saturday, March 29^th  (in transit)

The sun is glorious round perched in the open blue sky and surrounded by the applause of ridged, red, sandstone cliffs. There are no clouds. Not a one. I am ringed by brilliance. I hang on to this moment and etch it in my mind and heart for home.

Moab, Utah along the river at dusk

We must leave this morning. The husband packs and ushers children about while I walk to a bookstore. I am looking for something for one child but find nothing that is just right. I pick up the laundry on my way back. The drive is vacant nothingness through stark landscape. And this is good too. For deep emotion, to live in the joy, to appreciate beauty, there is some necessity to see, feel and understand the mundane, the difficult, the darkness—to walk through the hard landscape of life as well.

I am reading Daring Greatly by Brene Brown. I spotted it at the bookstore; four different people had recommended it. My husband drives and I read. The book is worthy of a highlighting pen; I mark it up. I am left to ponder her challenge. “What we know matters, but who we are matters more. Being rather than knowing requires showing up and letting ourselves be seen. It requires us to dare greatly, to be vulnerable where we are, what we’re up against, and where we need to go.” 
By mom.