I read something beautiful today: the opposite of anxiety isn’t calm… it’s trust.And for some reason, that sentence clicked something inside me. It’s only when I can trust life that calmness finds its way back to me.I lost my trust in life decades ago. It didn’t disappear in one dramatic moment—it corroded, slowly, quietly, bit … Continue reading Trust
Love
Healing
Healing is not a straight road. It is not a staircase where each step leads neatly to the next. It’s a forest path — winding, muddy, sometimes disappearing. Some days you’ll feel light pouring through the trees, and other days it will be all shadows. Both are part of the same journey. It is hard … Continue reading Healing
Sadhana.2
This morning I was angry with my husband. Not just annoyed—angry. He was supposed to do something, he didn’t, and when I texted him about it, he replied with a laughing emoticon. That was it. The spark. I exploded inside.But then life went on. I carried the anger with me, heavy in my chest, yet … Continue reading Sadhana.2
Not my way
I’m learning to accept this part of him.His coping mechanism drives me nuts sometimes, but that’s because I expect him to be someone else. I compare myself with him — my way of fighting the storm against his way of waiting it out — and that’s not fair.He may not fight the storm the way … Continue reading Not my way
Sick leave
I’m taking a sick leave today. Just a common cold and a headache—not terrible, but honestly, who doesn’t need a rest day once in a while? So I stayed home, slept in, and asked my husband to brew me a cup of tea. Everyone in the house made their own breakfast this morning, except me. … Continue reading Sick leave
Ownership
“Life is fleeting,” you whisper.“Yes,” I answer, “and that’s why you’re noticing the little things.”You glance at your son on the screen, solving equations or games.. whatever... It doesn't matter.Your husband laughs softly, feeding Elmo the sugar glider a pink marshmallow.A cup of tea breathes steam in front of you.“Debts still hover,” you sigh.“They do,” … Continue reading Ownership
Running-versary
So... This is me with some friends. First time I participated in a running race. My first, and I was doing a 10k at that time! Crazy. And the track was fully equipped with red soil mud! So I decided to make the 19th of November 2022 as my initial running journey. I think it's … Continue reading Running-versary
Amor fati
Accepting What Is-- is my August focus word. It sounds passive, doesn’t it?Acceptance. Like surrendering the sword and sitting down. Like saying, “I give up.”But this month, I’ve been learning…it's not giving up.It’s giving in—to life, as it is.I chose “accepting what is” as my anchor word, not because I’m a spiritual person floating in … Continue reading Amor fati
No mud No lotus
In the height of my worries tonight, that simple reminder came to me again: no mud, no lotus.This city has been baked in summer heat for nearly two weeks. Then suddenly—tonight—the rain came. Heavy rain. Not for long, but just enough. The smell of grass and trees rose up like a song, and I couldn’t … Continue reading No mud No lotus
The moon
This stillness is not empty.It is full—Full of mystery, renewal, and soft power.I am not broken.I am becoming.I am returning to the ancient rhythm that lives in my blood,the song the moon still sings to me each month.Every ache, every pulse,is a drumbeat calling me inward,into deeper knowing,into sacred presence.At this moment, I release what … Continue reading The moon
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