do you have a place you can call a little piece of heaven?

A place that grounds you. That pulls you out of the everyday rush. That gives you a gentle nudge with its quiet presence.

Because while you can’t really remember what happens between the time you wake up and the time you go to bed, your little piece of heaven has been nowhere but here.

And where have you been?

Kissing your partner goodbye without noticing the worry in her eyes. Grabbing a coffee but missing the handwritten note wishing you a good day from the nameless barista. Bumping into a friend but not feeling the hand on your shoulder when he asked how you were doing.

It dials down the volume of your thoughts. It slows the world down. It gives you space.

Because while you’re breathing but not living, watching but not seeing, hearing but not listening—your little piece of heaven has been here, quietly waiting.

For who?

The ring on your finger reminds you you’re a husband. The number of followers reminds you you’re a friend. The missed call reminds you you’re a son.
But are you really?

You know this little piece of heaven is beautiful and completely ordinary. And you know it’s not about the place—it’s about you. It’s always been about you.

It’s priceless to have a space where you can come back to yourself. So cherish it. Keep it sacred. And most importantly, keep going back.

Keep connecting with yourself.