A November Blessing ~ Take What Resonates


Hi Reader,

As November begins, I’m thinking of the women around me—clients, friends, mentors, neighbors—and the wishes I hold for them. Imagining these hopes strengthens my heart, and each month, I gather them as blessings that I hope will feed your spirit, too.

So here’s a blessing for your November. Take what resonates and let it settle into the rhythm of your days:

May you remember that you are here to be enchanted, to stay connected to the magic that pulses through life.
May you reclaim a sacred respect for your pace and your senses—especially when you've rushed past yourself for too long.
May you hear the whisper that reminds you there’s so much more waiting for you, even when the sparkle dims and the fire that once fueled you starts to cool.
May you close the book on playing small. As you enter new rooms and relationships, bring the swagger of your lived experience—show up fully, unapologetically.
May you trust your anger to lead you into honest conversations that shift the ground beneath your feet, making room for truth and transformation.
May you know, deep in your belly, that play and pleasure are not indulgences but your medicine, soothing the tender places heartbreak has touched.
May you find choice around the things you’ve told yourself are out of your control.
And most of all, may you root deeply in the ground of your own life.

Remember, Reader, you are not here to endure endless routines. You are here to come alive.

May this blessing be your invitation to live in full bloom—no perfection needed, no permission required.

To your second bite,
Brooke

Brooke Hofsess Coaching

680 W. King Street P.O. Box 585, Boone, NC 28607
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