Published: June 2025
I came to Dushka looking for a break from city noise, but I didn’t know I would find a silence that heals. That first evening, I didn’t even open my book. I just sat on the porch and watched the treetops sway in the wind.
In the morning, I woke up without an alarm. The silence was complete, but not empty. There were whispers of leaves, birdsong, distant dog barks. For the first time in a long while, I felt I needed nothing.
During the day, I wandered the forest and sat beside a stream. No plan, no goal. I just existed. And only then did I understand that I came to heal with silence what noise had buried.
Dushka is not just a cabin. It is a space for returning to yourself. And I will forever be grateful for that.