01/11/2025
If your loved one was a month, which one will be and how will look like ?
If your loved was a month , which one will be and how will it feel?
If my loved one were a month, she’d be November.
Not the whole month, though — even one day in her presence is enough.
The first of November feels like a beginning —
the quiet spark before everything unfolds.
She arrives softly, with the calm of falling leaves
and the whisper of the wind through the trees and the mountains above Neochori.
The world slows down when she’s near.
The noise that remains — the locals, the streets, the life around —
only reminds me that everything goes on,
but somehow, she makes even the passing sound sacred.
November carries a stillness you crave,
the kind that invites you to walk barefoot on the beach,
to take your bicycle or canoe and just disappear.
In her company, silence isn’t lonely —
it’s a deep breath after too many words.
Her smile is only what I care for and only admiration for that presence that listens,
a heart that holds space for your own.
She nurtures, creates, connects —
a mothering soul preparing you for what’s next.
Some souls, like hers, carry the feeling of all seasons —
summer’s laughter, autumn’s wisdom, winter’s rest, spring’s renewal.
She is November — She is
sweet, quiet, eternal and so much thankfull for the posts , reels and media while sharing here the love of
What we do, sharing passion for life, yoga, food and travel.
Always grateful 🙏
Happy sweet November to ALL
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