I bought Wintering last year, drawn to its promise of gentleness and permission to slow down. But when I tried to read it, I couldn’t. I started and stopped, set it aside, picked it up again—and failed each time. I didn’t have the patience or the quiet the book seemed…
November reminded me—sometimes gently, sometimes firmly—that I move too fast for my own good. I’m working on taking things slower, appreciating the little things, and being thankful, even when life’s messy. Peace, I’m figuring out, isn’t just about things going smoothly. It’s something that grows quietly inside me when I…
November has always seemed like a time for me to slow down and settle before the year wraps up. This month, I decided to focus on gratitude, viewing it not only as a habit but also as a way to perceive my daily life with greater kindness. What began as…