october, magnetize my intentions and repel anything that blurs the vision of where i’m headed. deepen trust in my own timing and keep me patient as seeds i planted take root. hold my heart softly if doubt ever visits and remind me that in every quiet season there is still growth.
Simple reminder that some people only want to take credit for the beauty of bouquet but were nowhere near when it was time to sow the seeds or care for the crops
They praise the bloom/fruits but could care less of the patience and dedication it took to get the strong roots.