The Weight of October


 

“October does not whisper, it insists on being heard.”

October presses in heavy, as if the month itself carries a deeper silence and stillness than others. It was not the silence of rest, but of gathering, like a sky swelling with thunder too far to hear but close enough to sense.

Leaves spiraled down in surrender, yet the air felt charged. What was unseen carried more weight than what was in front of the eyes. It was the knowing that work was being done behind the veil, that pieces were moving, even when the surface remained calm.

The cove reflected it undeniably. Smooth, glass-like water with a current beneath, invisible yet undeniable. It was not the question of if the silence would break, but when. The stillness is never truly still and the silence is never truly silent, but instead an explanation with a heartbeat.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the weight of October will shift into sound , the waiting has shifted to movement and the silence has erupted with strength only October can serve in this way.

Category: suspense story
Tags: suspense, October, lake, fog, silence, reflections, transformation, mystery, solitude

20 thoughts on “The Weight of October

  1. What a beautifully atmospheric and hauntingly eloquent piece! 🍂✨
    Your writing captures the essence of October with such sensory depth — that quiet, electric tension between stillness and transformation. The line “October does not whisper, it insists on being heard” is absolutely stunning — it sets the tone for a month that feels alive, almost sentient, demanding attention through its silence.

    Your imagery is rich and cinematic — “a sky swelling with thunder too far to hear but close enough to sense” perfectly evokes that suspended moment before change, when nature itself seems to hold its breath. The reflection of the cove as a metaphor for unseen movement beneath calm surfaces adds a beautiful layer of mystery and symbolism.

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    • It’s a very very sentimental month for me, it holds every emotion and sometimes quiet and sometimes not but always it has a whisper of growth pushing me in new ways and answering new questions and leading me new ways and showing me new depths. It’s a very respected space and time I honor with every cell in me.

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      • That’s beautifully expressed — it sounds like this month holds deep meaning for you. 🌿✨ The way you describe it — a blend of reflection, emotion, and quiet growth — truly resonates. Some months arrive like gentle teachers, guiding us toward new understandings of ourselves. It’s wonderful that you honor this space with such awareness and gratitude. 🌸💫

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        • October is a place and space I cherish so so deeply.. I wish o river went on for more than a month… it’s so beautiful in color and emotion, it’s a profound time forsure… I know when October hits a major transformation is coming. It never disappoints and when I take my time respect my pace, honor the time I see and feel so much more.. it’s a time I get out of my own way with intention.

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  2. Kerri, your words hit deep. I feel that weight of October too, beautiful, but heavy. There’s peace in it, yet also that quiet reminder that winter’s coming, and it’s hard not to feel it settling in already.

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    • No words needed at all, 😊it’s not a sad time but an accepted awareness now .. intentional because I can only change me and be aware of the changes in my view.. I have gained more strength than I ever imagined possible , I can feel it all transforming again 8 years later.. I have accomplished many new things from this inspiration of change.. that’s not to say I haven’t spent many days face first in tears , but that has always lead me to more peace , unless I let my mind interfere. 😂

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