Pledge allegiance to your life, your BIG dreams, and your goals.
November whispers: It’s time to commit to YOU. 🌿
I’m dedicating this month to staying loyal to my life, my BIG dreams, and my goals. If you’ve ever wanted to honor your own journey — quietly, fiercely, and fully — join me in keeping it one hundred.
There’s something about November that always feels like a quiet reckoning. The air grows crisp, the trees let go, and the world exhales. It’s as if nature herself whispers, “Now, it’s your turn to release.”
🍂It’s time to pledge allegiance to yourself.
This month, I’m keeping it one hundred — loyal to me, my BIG dream, and my goals.
Join me as I explore what it truly means to stay committed, even in silence, even in winter.
This month, my intention is Commitment — the kind that isn’t loud or showy, but steady and loyal. The kind that keeps you anchored when everything around you shift.
I was listening to Taylor Swift’s The Fate of Ophelia when the words hit me — how easy it is to drift, to dissolve into other people’s versions of who we should be. But this time, I’m keeping it one hundred — loyal to myself, devoted to my own becoming.
Because commitment isn’t about chasing perfection. It’s about standing tall and saying, “I’m not leaving myself behind.” This November, I swore my loyalty to me — me, my BIG dream, and my goals. A full-bodied, no-half-measures kind of loyalty.
The kind that says:
I choose myself every single day, even when no one’s watching.
I choose to go after my dream every single day, even when no one is supportive.
Look outside: the trees are shedding. Not in despair, but in wisdom. They understand what we sometimes forget — that to grow new leaves, you must first let the old ones fall.
There’s a divine rhythm in that surrender. The branches look bare, yet underneath the surface, the roots are alive, strengthening, preparing for the bloom that will return when the time is right.
This is the energy of November — the holy stillness before rebirth.
A reminder that growth doesn’t always look like expansion. Sometimes it’s the quiet commitment to your roots — the promise to keep nourishing yourself even when no one else sees the work you’re doing.
So, this month, I’m honoring my own winter. I’m shedding what no longer serves me: the half-commitments, the fears, the distractions. And I’m staying loyal to what’s real — my purpose, my dreams, my becoming.
The Vow
This November, I pledge allegiance to my life.
To the version of me that dares to dream big, even when it’s uncomfortable.
To the woman who stays when it gets hard, who waters her roots in silence.
To the vision that keeps calling my name.
I am not rushing my season. I am trusting my rhythm.
Because what looks still isn’t lifeless — it’s sacred preparation. I am rooted. I am ready. I am committed.🌿
And when spring returns, I’ll rise — not as who I was, but as who I’ve been becoming all along.
November Mantra
“I release what no longer feeds my growth. I stay loyal to my vision. Even in my winter, I am blooming underground.”
My Message To You
If you’re reading this, maybe this is your reminder to pause and ask yourself — what does commitment mean to me right now?
Not the kind of commitment that feels like pressure, but the kind that feels like love — devotion to your own evolution, loyalty to your own light.
This November, I invite you to join me in this quiet revolution of staying true.
To shed what weighs you down. To keep what nourishes your becoming.
To stand tall in your own winter and trust the unseen magic happening beneath the surface.
Let’s keep it one hundred — for our dreams, for our future selves, for the life that’s waiting for us on the other side of this season. 🤍
Salima
Just me thinking out loud over here