Monday, November 2, 2015
Reece and I greeted November with a walk at one of our favourite trails. We meandered through meadows slowly finding our way to the lake where we gathered rocks, had a snack, and just soaked in the peace and calm of being by the water.
It's a funny time of year, the magnificent colour of October has fallen from the trees, and now the bare branches reach towards the blue sky sharing with us a different kind of beauty. It's a stark beauty, a "take me as I am" kind of beauty, that feels right at this time of year as we move inwards, accepting the quiet and dark this season brings. As the earth begins to move towards a season of rest, I feel a pull to do the same, to wrap my hands around a hot cup of tea, to snuggle under quilts reading and knitting, to fill my home with twinkle lights and candles, accepting the darkness, and letting myself slow down, rest, and soak in the quiet.
It's a time of year I welcome, and this year more than any other, I need it. October was a hard month my friends, harder than I can put into words right now, and so I am looking forward to November, to sinking into the dark nights, my space aglow with calming light, and my soul wrapped in the warmth and solace of my home.