A Gentle Adjustment

A sudden warmth settled into my fingertips, and to my delight, my outstretched arm answered my wish to move. Lowering my hand with steady poise, I noticed that the corner of my collar had flipped upward, disturbing the clean line of my neckline. Carefully, I guided my fingers to press the woven fabric flat against my shoulder, restoring its proper fold. Beneath my feet, the plush fibers of the carpet felt soft and grounding. Standing balanced and still in the quiet room, every movement felt clear, graceful, and delightfully my own.