This is the portrait of a lady craving a reset, maybe more. Connection. Stillness. A long pause. A retreat into the quiet of nature's rhythm, a homecoming of sorts. The longing for slow, for reflection, beckons. A chance to unwind and align, to find ourselves again and to grow the warmth within.


How to still ourselves and clear the fog without neglecting sorrow or grief, joy or happiness? Poetry. A cup of hot tea. A slow walk, unplugged. Reflections. Let those feelings steep. The mystery surrounding us works in whispers.

"You know quite well, deep within you, that there is only a single magic, a single power, a single salvation...and that is called loving." 

-Herman Hesse