This is a story about reclaiming calm in a stressful moment and transforming fear into something familiar, even comforting.
I listen to my own breath. The tension in my chest rises and trembles, as if every particle of me is ready to scatter. I close my eyes, and my body loses its edges, dissolving, transforming into vibrating energy. I follow the trembling, letting it guide me. Words begin to flow from my lips - words like caramel, sticky and sweet, slowly dripping down, wrapping me in their softness.
Fear melts, becoming something familiar, something that can be tamed. Like fluffy whipped cream on a warm waffle, like a moment of relief after a wave of tension. Suspended between fear and fleeting calm, I let the words simply flow. And I savor this moment, reclaiming comfort.
Does this painting speak to you?