Enduring Shadows

October arrives with its own weight — the kind that lingers long after the light fades. Shadows lengthen, not only across the ground, but across the heart.

Beware the stories you silence — they will find their voice in the cracks of your resolve.

We are taught to bury, to press down, to endure without witness. But the shadow is patient. It waits for the smallest fracture, the quietest pause, to rise and be named.

The lesson of October is not resistance, but recognition. The shadow is not your undoing. It is the map of where you have been, and the signpost of what still demands to be faced.

So, ask yourself:
What shadow keeps following you into each new season?
And what would it mean to turn and face it, not with fear, but with a steady gaze?