Mindful Miles

Do you find it harder to let go of the beautiful, vibrant months, or are you always ready for the peaceful, fresh start of a new month?

If you read my post on “Holding on to October,” you know I had a month-long attachment issue. Yes, I was the one holding on to the month past its sell-by date.

As I prepared for my walk today, my eyes roved to the calendar on my phone and I suddenly had an awakening—my desperate clinging to October was futile. The realization left me chuckling at my own stubbornness.

I tried holding on, convinced I could squeeze every last drop of that autumnal splendor out of it, but it was officially time to move forward. So, I did the only thing sensible: I finally let go of October.

I’m truly lamenting the absence of the majestic feeling those walks gave me. For 31 days, I was living in a masterpiece! What I loved most was the beautiful leaf fall outside my door—the incredible, vibrant hues of yellow, orange, brown, and everything in between.

Every morning, I walked out feeling like a queen as I stepped on the delicate beauty of scattered leaves that looked like fairies had sprinkled confetti just for me. Oh! How I wanted that feeling to last! Beautiful October.

I knew I had to accept the change when these distinct, undeniable signs of November began showing up.

First, the leftover Halloween candy started sending me passive-aggressive notes. It had migrated from the designated bowl to various kitchen counters and surfaces, silently judging me for not retiring it fast enough. It was clear the season’s sweet contract had expired.

Then, the universe even got involved: my phone’s lock screen quietly changed from a cozy, orange-tinted forest to a stark, no-nonsense picture of a snowy pavement, which I took as a highly aggressive hint that the time for majestic walks was over.

But the final straw? The Weather Made Me Choose. October was all about the blissful, gentle layers. November, however, just aggressively asked me, “Are you cold, or are you really cold? Pick one.” The wardrobe decision fatigue was hitting hard.

I have packed up the oversized scarves, and while I will forever cherish and miss that majestic feeling of walking through golden confetti, I’ve now embraced November with emotional lightness 😄. I’m ready for the new perspective and quiet journey ahead, looking forward to the building sense of festive joy you promise to bring.

Hello, November! I promise to just hold on to you for 30 days… and no more! (Probably).

Happy Mindful Miles, everyone. May your next steps be forward, and may your leftover candy disappear responsibly.