Sunshine, Sweat, and Separation: A Mindful Journey to Florida

After a whirlwind trip to Florida, where heat and humidity clung to every step, I’ve returned home with a fuller heart, tired feet, and deeper insight into the practice of mindful living. I also have a greater appreciation for our cool Pacific Northwest weather!

Florida in the spring is no joke. The sun is relentless, the air is thick and heavy, and every outdoor adventure feels like a mini-marathon. I found myself battling exhaustion, overwhelmed by overstimulation, and overheating more than once. Rather than push through mindlessly, I kept returning to my breath. Inhaling presence, exhaling resistance. I’d often tell myself, this state is only temporary. Soon, I’ll find air conditioning and a place to rest. I’ll be ok. It was a lesson in listening to my body and what I needed to feel ok at any given moment.

Just a local iguana on the seawall

There’s something oddly grounding about pausing in the middle of chaos, in the heart of Disney World, with crowds swirling and the sun blaring, to simply notice: “I’m hot. I’m tired. I’m here. What do I need right now?”

Disney, of course, brought its own magic. Watching kids light up on the rides, including my daughter. Seeing adults lean into wonder, and surrendering to moments of joy amid sensory overload reminded me that mindfulness isn’t about avoiding stimulation; it’s about noticing it and taking it in slowly. Choosing what we give our energy to. It became especially poignant on the thrilling rides where I felt apprehensive and nervous. I consciously noticed how I was feeling and told myself it was ok. Then I just breathed and let go. I quelled my fear by telling myself I’d be safe, and it helped when I saw little kids and older grandparents in lines for the same rides. If they could do it, so could I! (As I popped a Dramamine tablet!)

2025 Epcot Flower & Garden Show

And yet, while I was soaking in the fireworks and fairy dust, part of me was tugged back home. My sweet dog, Cody, has always been my shadow, loyal and deeply attached. This trip was hard on him. I could feel his separation anxiety even across the miles. Since returning, I’ve noticed him sticking closer than ever, looking up with eyes that ask, “You’re not leaving again, are you?”

Physical, emotional, or energetic separation is part of life. But so is reunion. Coming back home to Cody, to my routines, the cooler weather, to myself, reminds me that distance often strengthens connection. Our bonds don’t break, they bend and stretch, and if nurtured, they grow even stronger.

Sweet Cody

This trip was a lesson in limits, in letting go, and in listening to what my body and heart needed in each moment. It was a reminder that mindfulness travels with us, whether we’re sweating in line for a roller coaster, savoring ice cream under a palm tree, or cuddling a fur baby who missed us more than words can say.

Mindful Takeaway: Whether you’re navigating crowds, coping with the heat, or easing the heartache of distance, pause and check in with yourself. Ask: What do I need right now? Then answer with compassion.

Mindfully yours,

Anika