The Unfolding begins here…
A space where stories breathe, and healing begins.
This isn’t just a blog, it’s a journal of becoming.
Of shedding layers, of sitting with the mess and the magic of finding light in the quietest places.
Here, you’ll find reflections on mental health, self-growth, healing, and all the in-between moments that shape us. It’s personal. It’s poetic. It’s raw in the most tender way. These words are my way of understanding myself, and maybe, if they reach you, they’ll feel like a gentle hand on your shoulder, softly reminding you that you’re not alone.
So come as you are. Read slowly. Breathe deep.
Unfold with me.
“Letting Go”
I don’t know exactly why—maybe I’m still learning—but letting go of the past has always felt like trying to unclench a fist I didn’t know I was holding. It’s not so much that I’m gripping it tight, but more that it’s been holding me. And yet, day by day, I’m learning. Learning to loosen that grip. Learning to let my past shape me, but not define me. Because healing doesn’t always mean forgetting—it often begins with understanding. With peeling back the layers to see what still stings, what still echoes in the quiet moments. But even in that, I remind myself: I am not a prisoner of my past. It was a lesson, not a life sentence.
“time doesn’t heal wounds, compassion does”
We’ve all been told that time heals all wounds.
And while there’s truth in that, time alone does nothing if we keep repeating the same mistakes, if we don’t take a conscious step toward healing. For the longest time, I believed that if I just carried on, if I ignored the pain, if I simply existed, one day, I’d wake up healed.
But healing doesn’t just happen.
It requires work, patience, and deep self-compassion. I spent years stuck in the same cycles, wondering why I never felt better, why things never seemed to change.
“Healing Is Connecting with Yourself”
If we look at healing through the lens of Hindu philosophy, it is not just about working through pain; it is a holistic connection of mind, body, and soul. It is balance. It is peace. It is a homecoming to yourself. Healing isn’t just about diving into your wounds, it’s about sitting with them, understanding them, feeling them without rushing to “fix” them.
”The art of starting over” 💌
“To be born again,” sang Gibreel Farishta tumbling from the heavens, “first you have to die.”
— Salman Rushdie
The thought of starting over can feel like such a grey area. To many it’s full of overcast and heavy skies. It may feel as though you’ve failed. Or perhaps that’s what makes the desire to begin again so alluring. For some it may be because a chapter has come to an abrupt end. A relationship, a move, the unraveling of a friendship, a job that no longer fits. Just change. Some of us struggle and some may thrive. But I challenge you to welcome every emotion that surfaces in that tender space between.