“Before the Sun” March 28, 2025

“Before the Sun”

March 28, 2025

There’s something sacred about being the first to step into the day.

This morning, I left the comfort of my home and stepped into a world still cloaked in night. A few houses were still lit, laughter echoing faintly the night before, but I was walking in the opposite direction—into the quiet, into the intention, into the creation of a new day.

The sky was a deep canvas, painted with dark clouds that shifted like whispers. I paused and took the photo above—not because the image would be perfect, but because the moment was. It reminded me that we don’t always need clarity to keep moving forward. Sometimes, we just need presence. The owl called in the distance as if to bless the path ahead.

My walk was fast-paced, not rushed. Every step was a declaration: I am awake. I am alive. I am committed.

I sipped my mineral water and felt the heat settle into my body. I remembered that creation doesn’t wait for convenience. It begins when we do—regardless of how dark the sky still looks.

What anchors me is not motivation—it’s commitment. Commitment to who I am becoming. To the standard I hold. To the discipline that shapes the day before the world even notices I’ve moved.

This is how I create my day. Not with noise, but with breath. Not with performance, but with peace. And not with anyone else’s permission.

Only my own.