I love November.
It's filled with so much goodness you have to take it a single bite at a time.
You have to close your eyes,
slow down time,
savour each minute as it comes.
Yesterday was the first day of the month.
It was really really hot, and filled with tennis and drama group and art class and juggling.
This is where we do drama group …
Isn't it beautiful?
But it was mind-bendingly hot out there, so we ended up in the hall up the hill. I'd reserved it Just In Case of wet weather, only to realise it's perfect for much-too-much-heat, too.
Imagine a hall filled with children laughing.
Later, in juggling class (which we do as a family, all four of us), I juggled the balls NINE times without dropping them!
AND I figured out the diabolo, and could put my foot on the string and flip the diabolo over while it stayed spinning. Woot!
AND I learned to juggle cigar boxes. I could actually do it. The teacher said, "I think you've found your thing, Helena! I'm going to have to learn more tricks to teach you." Who'd've thunk it?
Ah, juggling class. I think I have found a new Love. I can't wait for next Thursday. Seriously. I can't believe I have to wait a whole week to go again.
November is the month of Happy Busy like this, but that's like a lot of our months—we are so lucky to live this life sometimes I have to (gently) pinch myself.
So what makes this month so Extra Specially Good, then?
Well, I'm glad you asked!
November is the month of birthdays!
My girl turns 10 on Sunday!
I turn (insert age) on Tuesday!
And my niece turns 21 at the end of the month.
We are going to have parties and dinners and go on getaways. There'll be a lot of singing, and feasting, and candle blowing. And there'll be a LOT of hugging, which is always my favourite part.
I can feel the goodness rising, just thinking about it :)
November is the month of writing!
And writing. And writing. And more writing! Because we (my son, daughter, mother, nieces, friends and I) are all doing NaNoWriMo. It stands for National Novel Writing Month. It really should be called IntNoWriMo, because people all over the world register.
We've each committed to writing a novel this month. My mum, nieces and I have all said we'll write 50,000 words before the 30th. That's FIFTY THOUSAND WORDS. Crazy! My kids and their friend have each said they'll write 30,000. That's THIRTY THOUSAND WORDS.
Isn't it wild?
Isn't it good?
Yes. Yes it is.
November is world vegan month!
People will be talking about kindness and compassion all this month (and longer, too, I hope). People will be sharing recipes. People will be speaking and writing and learning—about how animals are treated on this planet, in places like factory farms and circuses, rodeos and slaughterhouses.
People will be talking about love and people will be trying to find new ways of co-existing on the planet with other thinking, feeling creatures—creatures who love their young as we do, are sociable as we are, who deserve a life free of fear and suffering as we do, and who trust us.
My family and I feel so good to be on this vegany path. It feels amazing to know that nothing we eat or support has brought fear or pain to another living being. I love that this month of awareness exists, and that the awareness is growing, every minute.
The goodness, rises, and rises.
I can feel it, as I sit, and breathe, and be.
I love that November is here, and I get to live it.
I love that I am here, in this moment,
and I get to live.