Today, I had a bath. Not a shower—no rush of water from above—but a slow, warm soak in stillness.
There’s something deeply restorative about stepping into a tub filled with warm water. The steam rises, the world outside softens, and for a few minutes, time seems to pause.
Bathing isn’t just about cleanliness. It’s a ritual—a small act of care we offer ourselves. Whether it’s after a long day or before a fresh morning, it can mark a transition, a reset.
No fancy oils or salts are needed. Just water, warmth, and presence.