(inner) winter - Schwägalp, St. Gallen / Appenzell

“It is the time of my cycle where the need for protection rises, a visceral instinct to shield the fragile within. In meditation, I meet myself - a quiet, raw space.

A warrior on the outside - powerful, fierce, commanding. But inside? Vulnerable, tender, raw. A kingdom guarded with fierce resolve, where the walls must not crack.

I imagine myself in a bubble, a shimmering soap sphere. For me, just for me - floating, untouchable. On a horse, in armour, the world sees strength. Yet the bubble's surface is delicate, a needle away from bursting. The fierceness I show isn't for battle but for boundaries. To protect what's mine - myself. A warrior's guise masks the truth: inside, raw flesh, open wounds.

The need for protection is not just to defend but to preserve. Because the strongest warriors aren't those who never feel, but those who protect their tenderness while facing the world."