I have always felt at ease near water. A river, a lake, the sea or a quiet pond - it doesn't matter. The main thing is to feel this special energy. It is not loud, not persistent. It is like a whisper of the soul that reminds you of who you are 🕊️

I come to the water when I am tired. When there are thousands of thoughts in my head, and a noise in my heart that doesn't let me breathe. And suddenly everything changes. The wind brushes my hair, the waves slowly touch the shore, and I seem to merge with this silence 💙

Water accepts me as I am. With all my tears, doubts, dreams. It doesn't ask questions, doesn't criticize, doesn't rush. It just is. Calm. Eternal. Deep. And in its presence I also become like that 🐚

This is my space of strength. A space where I can take off my masks, sigh deeply and remember: I am alive. And that's enough ✨

There is nothing more magical than the moment when the sun touches the water, and you sit on the shore, hugging your knees, and are silent. But this is the silence not of emptiness, but of depth. And it is in it that a new me is born 💧

How good that there is such a place where you can return again and again. Not looking for an answer - but finding yourself 🌅