November is a month of betweens. It lies between the end of fall and the beginning of winter.
A space and time between. A pause. A period of stillness and waiting. Yet a time of contrasts. Of contradictions and change.
November is always a mystery.
Here in Vermont, we are often surprised in November. Warm southern breezes followed by cold north winds. Sunshine and then…snow. No two days are alike.
I’ve learned to pause too. I’ve learned to change and adapt as the days get shorter and the darkness longer. I’ve learned to be open to November’s surprises and to it’s gifts.
Most of all I’ve learned to be present. To open my eyes and my heart to the gift of today…and to be grateful for the betweens.