The other evening, as the soft light of sunset melted into the long November night, I found myself slowing down and taking in the quiet details from the past few days.

The overlooked successes. The small wins that quietly passed by. The gentle insights that went unnoticed. In that stillness, a thought arose: how often do we move through life without seeing the opportunities quietly waiting for us?”

The other day, I was sitting quietly with my morning coffee, reflecting on the week, when I noticed so many small moments that brought joy and warmed my heart—a colleague’s thoughtful gesture, a message from a friend, even the sunlight streaming through the window. In that simple, ordinary moment, I felt the subtle but profound power of gratitude.

There’s something magical about the moon as it moves through its cycles—shaping tides, marking time, and guiding our own rhythms. Its changing phases remind us that life is constantly in motion, and each stage holds its own beauty and wisdom.

As the nights grow longer and the days colder, I often find myself drawn to slow down and turn inward. In those quiet moments, I often reach for my tarot deck, one of my favorite tools for reflection and insight. 

So, the other night, as I shuffled the cards and let intuition guide me, one card revealed itself: The Hermit.

I don’t know about you, but I’m amazed at how quickly the year is passing by. One moment we’re adjusting to autumn, and before we know it, November 2 arrives — the shift to “fall back.” In North America and other regions that observe daylight saving time, this small change affects us all, inviting a pause to reflect and realign with our energy, focus, and intentions.

Time moves quickly, and it’s hard to believe October is nearly behind us. This month carries a certain electricity—the sense that the world is tilting toward something deeper, more mysterious. With Halloween and Samhain approaching, traditions remind us that the veil between worlds is said to be thinnest when endings and beginnings mingle in the same breath.

I’ve been enjoying many autumn walks lately, and one thing I always notice is how trees let go of their leaves without hesitation. No clinging. No resistance. Just a graceful release. Every autumn, nature reminds us that letting go is not a loss—it’s an opening.

I don’t know about you, but I find October to be one of the most beautiful months of the year. The trees dazzle us with shades of brown and gold, their leaves both adorning the branches and carpeting the ground below. The air carries a refreshing crispness that invites cozy sweaters and slower walks through the streets of New York. And yes—it’s pumpkin season, filled with comforting flavors and festive traditions. 

I've been reading a lot of books lately—something that always nourishes my mind and my soul. Reading has always been one of my quiet rituals, a way to slip into another world while uncovering more of my own. Some stories fade after the final page, but others become mirrors of wisdom, staying with me long after I’ve put the book down.

As September slips away, I find myself wondering—where has the year gone? And maybe you are wondering this too.

The year seems to have moved in waves, carrying us through seasons of momentum and stillness, and suddenly we arrive at this moment, standing at the threshold of the last three months.

It’s a season that can stir both reflection and urgency: the projects unfinished, the dreams still in motion, the quiet pressure to “make it all happen” before the year’s close.

There are certain times of the year when it feels like the world is inviting us to take a moment to slow down and really pay attention.

The air shifts, the light softens, and if we pause long enough, we can almost hear nature speaking. The leaves begin their quiet change, evenings carry a gentle coolness, and the sky glows with golden and crimson hues.

These aren’t just seasonal changes—they’re gentle reminders for us to notice the beauty and magic in the simple things. And, one of the most powerful of these reminders is here now.

I don't know about you, but I still can't believe September is here.

As we make our way through this month, we’re still shaking sand from our shoes and savoring the sweet and slow summer days we shared with family and friends — yet, our busy schedules are calling us forward once again.

It’s that gentle transition between purpose and play, where we crave exciting momentum without losing the gentle softness we rediscovered.

There’s a sacred sweetness I always notice at this time of year — when the air softens, the energy all around starts to shift, and our souls begin to sense that one season is preparing to give way to another. 

 Maybe you’re feeling it too.

There’s a seasonal shift happening.
 
Maybe you’ve noticed it too—the way the sunlight doesn’t last quite as long, the stillness that settles into the evenings, and a breeze that feels softer, cooler, carrying the first trace of change.

Lately, I've really been feeling the energy of the season—the bright summer sun, the fullness of August. There’s something about this time of year that makes everything feel more alive and vibrant. 🌞

That’s why I gave myself a quiet moment the other day to use one of my favorite tarot decks—just to pull a card and check in, to see what messages would reveal themselves.

There’s a quiet ache I’ve witnessed in so many heart-led leaders, and I’ve felt it, too: the fear of visibility and being in the spotlight.

It's the ache of having something to say…but wondering if it's too much.
It's the knowing you were made for more… but fearing what will happen when you take up space.
It's the longing to lead… but feeling safer behind the scenes.

Have you ever made plans, set intentions, and dreamed with your whole heart… only for life to take a completely different turn?

 I know I have.

And here’s something I’ve learned through my own experiences—and through the many stories I hear when I speak to teams and organizations across the world:

 Not every goal blooms the way we imagined. And that's okay. 🩷

Have you ever had one of those quiet nights when everything slows down?

Your home is still.

No one needs you.

No calls, no texts — your phone’s silent.

Just a rare, uninterrupted pause to be present.

You didn’t come here to just pass through the seasons.

 You came to create a life so vibrant that it ripples through every room you enter.

To watch your quiet dreams break ground — strong, bright, undeniable.

 On August 1, we welcome Lughnasadh— the first harvest festival in the wheel of the year. It’s nature’s gentle nudge to pause, witness, and honor the first signs of what you’ve been planting. This ancient celebration reminds us that every small effort, every seed of intention, carries the promise of abundance when tended with love.

On July 24, we’re gifted the quiet, potent energy of the New Moon, arriving just a week before Lughnasadh (August 1) in the Northern Hemisphere — the first harvest festival on the Wheel of the Year, an ancient cycle that celebrates nature’s seasons and our own spiritual rhythms.

 The powerful overlap of these two events invites us to stand in the magic of both new beginnings and the promise of abundance on the horizon.