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
Life
Blind
Why did it take me so long to see this? I don’t know. Maybe the years of fighting, worrying, pushing, and carrying too much blinded me. But I see it now: there is life outside of all these difficulties.There is life outside the overwhelming debts.There is life outside the stagnant career path.There is life outside … Continue reading Blind
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
Bravery
Joy sneaks in. Dear self, You met an unwanted guest this morning. Usually, you cowardly hide behind those high wall, and you know well that this guest can't possibly pass. All you have to do is to ask the security guy to handle the matter for you. But today, you came out, you sat face … Continue reading Bravery
The missing lessons
I spent over a decade in school learning how to calculate the slope of a line…But no one ever taught me how to do my taxes. I memorized the periodic table…( with fear along with minuscule understanding about why it matters to know this table).And I had no clue how interest rates worked.Or that debt … Continue reading The missing lessons
Accumulation
I don't want to accumulate things anymore.Clothes? My wardrobe is proof enough—full beyond reason.Shoes? Three pairs for running, three for casual days, two for formality.Bags? More than I need. Enough is enough.This year, I am shedding.A quiet moratorium on shopping feels right.It aligns with the word I’ve chosen to guide me: peace. I feel lighter … Continue reading Accumulation
Dear self,
You will breathe life into whatever you focus on Dear self, I know the mood’s been low— add the bad weather to the mix, the extreme heat, You keep counting bad apples,as if the rot outweighs the orchard.Lately, you forget the quiet good. You forget: your legs still carry you at dawn, running 45 minutes … Continue reading Dear self,
Revolt
Once, when I was a kid, I wondered what happened after we turned off the TV. Where did the small people go? What did they do until morning, when they had to perform again? I was a kid—I said it. But now, the question is different: What do we do when the performances never stop? … Continue reading Revolt
A monologue
(Lights up. A lone figure, mid-thirties maybe, sits at a table, phone in hand. She sighs, puts the phone down, and starts talking—not to anyone in particular. Maybe to herself. Maybe to us.) You know, today... I write just to stop myself from scrolling.Insta-land. Meta-land. Scroll-ville. Whatever we’re calling it now.I’m trying to escape it, … Continue reading A monologue
Honesty
How Honest Am I With Myself? Interesting question—my way of saying, I don’t really know how to answer this one. Okay… let’s start with an easy one. Was I honest with myself today? No. Not really. I wasn’t honest when I nodded along, pretending to agree while a colleague gossiped about others in the office. … Continue reading Honesty
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