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Civilization’s Blind Spot: Why the Male Gaze Still Rules the World
I saw a video recently that shook me in a way I didn’t expect.Mexico’s president, a woman who has fought her way through the world’s highest corridors of power, was groped and kissed by a drunk man during a public event. The cameras caught it all. The crowd murmured. And she, startled but composed, tried…
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The Pause Between Panic and Peace
So I was watching a video about coming back to the surface after being in deep water. If you dive deep down and do not know how to swim, your first instinct is to struggle hard and gasp for breath. It is fear that takes over; fear that doesn’t just drown you in water, but…
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The January Reset
I’ve always believed winter months are meant for slowing down, clearing the mind, conserving energy, and quietly making room for the blessings of spring. Maybe that’s what this January really was — not a race ahead, but a gentle reset.
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Bridging Worlds: Spirituality and the Pursuit of Conscious Growth
I am still at a precipice with the entire concept of God and religion. To me, religion is always man-made; it is always more about traditions and a guiding way of life, which the great teachers preached, and it was usually closer to the prevailing customs and rituals of the times and places where they…
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Eclipses are temporary, the Sun is eternal!
Eclipses are temporary, the Sun is eternal! And so it is with life – problems are temporary, the light of your soul is eternal. Next time when there is an eclipse in your life that makes you feel dejected and depressed, be thankful for them. Remember: Eclipses are miracles! They enlighten your soul and help…
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Shiva and Shambhavi
She lets him walk ahead, Following his every step, Smiling blissfully, eyes lowered, Sati, the beautiful bride of Shiva. They call him the Destroyer, Whose third eye opens in ire, She sees him as Neelkanth, The halahal consuming Savior. They call him AdiYogi, The wandering ascetic, She sees him fulfilling every wish, The eternal…
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Colors of love
Image Courtesy: http://renatures.com/ We talk like children, Sharing secrets without fear. All pure, all white, Like the English roses I hold so dear! We laugh like maniacs, Sometimes over nothing. All bright, all yellow, Like the swaying buttercups in spring! We fight like monsters, Our volatile hearts ablaze. All red, our ire, Like the crimson orchids…
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You and I
Once upon a magical night, A luminous moon shone, A million stars carved a face, Emanating a subdued light. Esoteric music plays in my ears, The ancient song of my soul, I fade away in a deep slumber, To awaken in the unreal realm of dreams. The mystic tune stirs my heart, Gushing waters fall…
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