Between departure and arrival - on the art of meeting oneself anew

There are phases in life when everything changes without you being able to say exactly what has changed.

It's like slowly emerging from a fog - not suddenly, but breath by breath.

Over the last few weeks, I have repeatedly felt small moments when something inside me began to pulsate again.

When dancing. When listening to music. Breathing in deeply.

Not loud. Not spectacular.

But really.

A little companion in these moments: a drop of Adaptiv on the skin.

The scent reminds me to calm down, to breathe more deeply, to be fully present again.

For me, essential oils are not an escape, but a return -

a bridge between body and consciousness,

from thinking back to feeling. 🌿

I am just learning to allow this space.

Not to understand everything. Not having to name everything immediately.

But simply to stay there while something new is being formed.

Inner clarity does not arise in the head.

It grows where we stop overtaking ourselves.

Where we learn to be with what is - and still hear the faint whisper of the possible.

Perhaps this is the true awakening:

not a big step forward, but a quiet rediscovery of one's own frequency.

A return to calm, clarity and freedom - and the trust that life will show us where to go next.

When was the last time you felt something moving inside you - before you knew where it was going?

Stefanie Egger