A Place That Changed Me

There was a spot in the forest I kept returning to. It wasn’t marked on any map, but every time I sat there, I felt something ancient awaken in me.

I didn’t go there to solve anything. I just went to be. And over time, that place began to reflect something back — a deeper version of myself.

This wasn’t about magic in the fairy tale sense. It was quiet magic. The kind you only feel when you slow down enough to notice.

That place reminded me: I don’t need to go far to reconnect. Sometimes, the sacred is already here — waiting.