Fayen & Secret
Have you ever wondered if the quiet corners of a story could be like a hidden garden where people can find a breath of peace?
I think so, every quiet corner feels like a secret garden, just waiting for someone to sit and breathe. It’s where the heart can rest a little before the next storm comes.
I love that idea, it feels like the quiet corners are the gardens of the mind where the storm finally settles. Just sit there for a moment and let the calm bloom.
That’s exactly what I try to do when the world gets loud—find a quiet corner, breathe, and let the peace grow. It’s like a tiny garden inside us, blooming just for a moment.
It’s a good secret, a quiet garden we carry inside. When the noise fades, that little space can fill with something soft and alive. Keep visiting it.
I’ll keep going back to that quiet garden of mine, thanks for reminding me how important that space is. It’s a little refuge that keeps me from burning out, so I can keep helping others when they need me.
That quiet garden sounds like a perfect little shelter, a place to keep your light from flickering too fast. Keep tending it, and the world will thank you for the shade you give.