I love mornings. Especially those when you wake up not from an alarm clock, but from the light. When the world has not yet had time to become loud, when everything around you breathes slowly, and you just are 💭

There is something magical in mornings: a warm blanket, the aroma of coffee, your favorite cup, a little silence. This is my personal ritual, where I return myself to myself. Without haste, without plans, without expectations - just here and now ☀️

I like to watch the world wake up. And at the same time - to wake up inside myself. Write a few words in a diary. Dream. Give thanks. Just sit, wrapped in a blanket, and feel that this day is already a gift.

My mornings are my space of silence and strength. And I cherish them 🌸