Secret Places

Idyllwild.
Your memory floods me.
Where exactly did you come from?
I’m not sure I want to know.
All I know is that something sparked in me.
It was delighting.
It was the little café.
It was the perfection of the music to the moment.
Electric yet full of peace. You intrigue me.
I was stepping into the best version of my life.
“Just happy to me again” echoes still.
I connected with the powerful, I knew truth.
I was unafraid. I was beautiful. I was enough.
It was knowing what I wanted.
It was being free from expectation.
It was receiving without reservation.
It was all…more than enough.
And I chased the sunrise back home.

What's your secret place?