“Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn–that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness–that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.” ― Jane Austen, Persuasion

I am obsessed with autumn and Austen so as you can imagine this quote is a wonderful sign to write and share something. I find the best way to ease my mind and solidify stillness in my heart is to walk. Yes, movement keeps me internally still. It’s something I’ve come to learn and appreciate as I age.

This fall I’ve committed to twenty minutes of daily solo walking. Whether it be in the early hours or long after the sun is set, twenty minutes of solitude and movement is an excellent way to soak up the season. Far too often I find myself distracted, making excuses, or simply ignoring the season for its simplicity. As a mom of two young ones, seasonal appreciation is wrapped up in their experiences and endeavors. But to lead, and to love, I need sustenance and solitude.

If you want to walk with me, send love via a #walkwithme2020 or a #fikainthefall If you’re doing your own thing, make sure it’s solo and satisfying. Send me pictures of autumn scenes and find something special to celebrate about solo ventures. Savor the steps.