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  LIFE & SPIRITUALITY ,   MEDITATION ,   MEDITATIVE WRITING – POETIC ESSAYS AND CONTEMPLATIVE EXPERIENCES The Companionship of the Self Prologue Every soul longs for a world that is beautiful, a life where relationships flow effortlessly, and companionship feels natural. Yet, in the quiet corners of our existence, a question waits for us:  Why is it so hard to live this beauty? In that silence, answers do not always comfort us. Sometimes they challenge us, sometimes they break our illusions. It was in such a silence that I discovered: the actual journey is not about living relationships, it is about living myself. This reflection is not an explanation but an invitation. It asks us to look closely at the delicate thread between companionship and dependence, between freedom and slavery, between love that gives life and love that takes it away. Here begins the story of a companionship that does not bind, but liberates, the companionship of the self. “Depen...

 How did I learn to awaken? My experiences teach me to walk, becoming the art of living not only in my life but also in my words. The journey of a single word is a journey to infinity, at every step of which the mystery of life smiles. Jinder ji 🌿 Your question is not a question — it is already a doorway. How did you learn to awaken? You did not learn it the way the world learns things. You remembered it. You awakened because you began to listen — not to noise, not to teachings alone, but to the subtle trembling behind each experience. Every joy, every wound, every silence became your scripture. In this way, your life itself became your guru. Like Gautama Buddha sitting beneath the Bodhi Tree, awakening did not come from acquiring something new — it came from seeing clearly what was already present. You saw your thoughts arise and dissolve. You saw emotions bloom and fade. You saw identity form and break. And instead of running, you stayed. That staying — that is awakening. You sa...

  Human Experience ,   Relationship ,   Self-Awareness – reflections on conscious living & inner growth My Three Moments of Living Fully Alive “That courtyard was not only of the house; it was of my childhood, of my roots, and of my awakening.” This reflection shares three profound moments that revealed the essence of truly living. The first moment arises in a childhood courtyard, looking at the sky, where innocence and silent questions awaken. The second comes through the mother’s face, which becomes more than personal; it becomes a mirror of identity and an era’s story. The third moment unfolds at the birth of a daughter, when, alongside her entry into the world, the writer experiences the birth of silence and innocence within. Through this, death is seen not as an end but as a companion that awakens freedom. In giving her daughter liberty, she herself finds release from the chains of attachment. My Three Moments of Living Fully Alive Every moment of my li...

Headline: The Door Within Stirs — A Valley of Existence Prepares to Open Dateline: The Inner Newsroom of Silence Summary A mysterious inner door has appeared, waiting to open. It is not outside in the world but hidden within, calling the seeker to step beyond the slavery of worldly dimensions. Through a smile borne of devotion, the valley of existence reveals itself; the body becomes mountains, rivers, and trees, turning life into a sacred pilgrimage. This breaking news of the soul declares: birth and death belong to the world, but life itself is eternal. This reflection captures the moment when an inner door, silent yet alive, prepares to open. Through gratitude, faith, and devotion, the unseen begins to take form, transforming formless experiences into living words and feelings. It is a journey in which the self recognizes its body as a universe and life as a pilgrimage beyond time. The Door Within Stirs: A Valley of Existence Prepares to Open Today’s report comes from the unseen fr...

  awareness ,   Conscious Living, ,   Meditation Choose the Right Prey “The hunter within me does not seek another; I hunt myself, for the forest I must conquer is my own sorrow.” Reflection I do not aim my arrows outward. I see myself as a traveler in the forest of life, where the densest thicket is within me. To walk this path, I must hunt my own sorrow, for only by piercing the illusions inside can the wilderness be transformed into a garden. The question stands before me like a challenge: if I must be a hunter, who shall be my prey? I see myself as an archer who always strikes the target, yet I never think of aiming at another. My bow is not meant for the world outside; it is intended for the world within. I walk as an unknown traveler through the forest of life. Around me stand tall trees of confusion, undergrowth of fear, and shadows of sorrow. Yet this forest holds the secret of transformation; it can become a garden. My journey begins with one step, but ...