The slow march...

There is something rather soulful about this time of the year and yesterday was the first day that I felt that there is no turning back now. The inevitability of winter is upon us, the slow march of days drawing in, settling in. And with it a sense of quiet contemplation preparing to hunker down, to release what has been and sit tight until the promise of renewal visits us again.

So too with our hopes, dreams, careers. A time for reflection, a time to take stock and evaluate. To shed the leaves of the year and let them fall beneath our feet. For they are spent and we have no choice but to let them go.