"The month of November makes me feel that life is passing more quickly. In an effort to slow it down, I try to fill the hours more meaningfully."
Though winter encroaches, I'm not ready to let go of Autumn just yet. The shops along our little community's center are decked out in twinkle lights, green and red - but I want a few more days of gold and rust, of mustard and brown. I want to tarry with the nation in a state of thankfulness rather than buying-fulness. "There's no need to hurry" are some "sweet words" I heard at a recent retreat, and I beckon them now.
"Peace is a daily, a weekly, a monthly process, gradually changing opinions, slowly eroding old barriers, quietly building new structures."