a homecoming

You arrive home after a long day. You close the door and for a moment everything is silent… this is your space, your refuge. You slowly put your things down, as if the world outside no longer has any power over you. You look at yourself in the mirror. Not with judgment, not in a hurry… but with curiosity. There's something different today: a gentle need to connect with yourself, to listen to yourself, to feel yourself. You walk slowly, letting each step bring you back to your body. You allow yourself to breathe deeply, close your eyes… and simply be. Your hands gently caress your skin, as if you want to rediscover yourself, as if each gesture were a silent conversation with yourself. There are no demands, no Just you, at your own pace. You lie down, relax, and let yourself be carried away by that warm feeling that arises from within… a mixture of calm, tenderness, and a desire to care for yourself. It's a moment just for you, where you don't need to be anything or anyone else. Here there is no rush. Only presence. Only connection. And for the first time in a long time… you feel completely at ease with yourself.