Held in Stillness – Touched by Touch

I don’t know exactly when it happened.
Maybe it was the moment the rope first touched my skin.
Or maybe it was the moment I realized I didn’t have to hold myself together anymore.
That I was being held.

I was curious—but nervous.
Tantra. Shibari. Two words that stirred something inside me—and raised questions.
What if I can’t relax?
What if I feel too much?
Or nothing at all?