Something Begins to Return

At first,
it is almost nothing.

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A slight shift.
A small lift in the body.
A moment where things feel
just a little less heavy.

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Easy to miss.

Easy to dismiss.

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For a long time,
I thought change would be clear.

A turning point.
A visible difference.

Something I could recognise
and trust.

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But it is rarely like that.

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More often,
it begins quietly.

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A little more space
in the same situation.

A little less effort
in the same task.

A moment of ease
where there was none before.

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Nothing dramatic.

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But something is different.

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And if you notice it,
even briefly,

it has a way of staying.

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Not because you hold onto it.

But because
it is part of the field now.

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Something has shifted.

And something,
very quietly,

has begun to return.