Day 5 of 30. The evenings are getting shorter and the light changes earlier — and I can feel my days asking for a slower landing. So this month my ritual shrinks to one shape and one candle — this week's shape is the seed of life. I trace the circles slowly, I let my eyes lead, and somewhere around the third circle my shoulders drop. It doesn't change the season — nothing should promise that — but it gives the last hour of my day back to me. What's the one small thing that steadies YOUR October evenings? Tell me below. 🤍