It can be a pattern, a word, a symbol — something that comes from within. I take a marker (or a brush), play some music, and just let my hand move. Sometimes the word “strength” appears on my shoulder. Sometimes there are waves on my wrist. And sometimes it’s just chaos — lines and shapes that somehow begin to feel perfectly balanced.
It’s a small ritual that brings me back to myself. Like leaving a message on my skin — to myself, to the world, to life. Sometimes it washes away within an hour, sometimes it stays until morning. But every time, I feel lighter. ☁️
Take a look at the photo — it’s one of those messages. Not just a drawing. It’s a moment when I breathed deeper, felt brighter, and feared a little less. And if even one person smiles while looking at it — then it was all worth it 💛