SAAMAKSHI MEDIUM

There are days when the soul calls for a reset, when we choose to stop moving just because the world tells us to, and instead align with what truly matters. Today can be such a day. Today, let us drop the resistance, release the need to chase, and make a quiet promise to ourselves, to live in harmony with our own rhythm, guided by the whispers of the Divine. The words that follow are my declaration… and perhaps, they can be yours too. Today, I Decide Today, I decide Not to act for survival, Not to drift with the hours because they must be filled, Not to obey a voice that is not my own. Today, I move to the rhythm of my soul, Attuning to whispers of the Divine, Hearing the quiet truth beneath all noise, Doing only what awakens love in me. Today, I choose to contribute, not merely consume. To hold myself to the highest vision of what I can be, To trust that what unfolds is always the best, To rest in the knowing that all is cared for. Today, I refuse the chains of habit and fear. I step ...

There’s always a better. A better house, a better car, a better skin, a better life. Someone out there always seems to be doing it better than you. And so, we run. We work to own, own to prove, prove to be seen, seen to feel worthy. My home might be a palace to someone who’s had none. To someone else, it’s outdated. That’s the joke, isn’t it? The same thing - worshipped, pitied, or ignored - depending on who’s looking. We build our worth on objects. Square footage. Logos. Numbers. The world claps louder for what can be counted. So we keep collecting, thinking that more will finally mean enough. But where do you store a quiet moment with someone who gets you? Or the way it feels when you’re held without needing to ask? What shelf holds the sound of your father’s laugh, or the memory of being truly seen without having to speak? We don’t call those things “wealth.” But maybe we should. Because what really stays isn’t the car you bought, but who sat beside you on the drive. Not the size of...

Luck. We talk about it like it’s a lottery ticket. Like some people are born with it, and the rest of us are left watching them win while we’re stuck in traffic, spilling chai on our white shirt. But here’s a wild idea: Maybe being lucky has nothing to do with the situation at all. Maybe it has  everything  to do with how you look at it. Because when life throws something unexpected your way, you always have two choices: You can say “Oh no.” Or you can say “Thank God.” That tiny moment is the real turning point. That’s where luck begins. Not in what happens, but in what you  believe about what happens. Let me explain. Ever missed a flight and later found out there was a delay that would’ve ruined your next connection anyway? Ever gotten rejected from a job, only to stumble into something better a few weeks later? That moment when you say,  “Wow, that actually worked out for me” that’s not random. That’s grace. That’s a hint from life that you’re being guided, even wh...

We are taught from the very beginning that life must have a purpose. That to be worthy, we must be striving toward something - building, earning, fixing, achieving, arriving. And so we move forward, setting goals, naming dreams, attaching meaning to every moment in hopes that one day, we’ll look back and feel it all added up to something solid, something noble, something complete. But life is not a formula to be solved. It is not a single thread with a final knot. It is a tapestry that keeps weaving itself through us, with no fixed pattern and no finished state. The idea that there must be one great purpose often creates more suffering than clarity. It makes us feel we are failing, even when we are simply living. It convinces us that if we don’t have a singular direction, we must be lost. But you are not lost. You are  here . You are in motion. And that is enough. Some seek purpose in achievement, in the pursuit of success, in the grand plans of building an empire. Others seek it i...

There comes a moment in the soul’s journey when the veil thins just enough for truth to shimmer through. There’s a moment, often quiet and unannounced, when life pauses just long enough for us to feel the truth rising beneath the noise. And in that comes the question: Are you walking in Faith… or surviving in Fear? Most of us are taught to chase success through effort, strategy, timelines - Ferrari by 50, enlightenment by 40, marriage by 30. We’re handed goalposts and told,  “This is how life works.”  But the soul doesn’t care for charts and calendars. It doesn’t tick boxes. It  blooms . You were not created to follow a formula. You were created to awaken to your own divine design. Somewhere deep inside, you already know, that the way you will succeed, love, heal, or rise… won’t look like anyone else’s. And that’s the point. Your journey is sacred. Your timing is precise. There is nothing about you that is accidental. But fear tells you otherwise. Fear says,  “What i...

There’s something quietly breaking inside many of us. We love, we try, we give. But something still feels off. Our relationships feel heavy. Effortful. We find ourselves misunderstanding, pulling away, or just… going through the motions. Why? Because somewhere along the way, we stopped honouring our  core,  our dharma. We forgot who we are at the deepest level, and began living from roles, patterns, expectations, and wounds. And when we forget who we are, how can we truly meet another? Shiva and Shakti are not just deities. They are energies. Archetypes. Reflections of  you  and  me . The masculine and feminine forces that exist in all things. In every one of us. Shiva is consciousness. Intention. The stillness. The structure. Shakti is energy. Emotion. Creation. The movement. The flow. One without the other is incomplete. Let’s make it simple. To create a child, you need both: Shiva’s seed and Shakti’s womb. One without the other cannot create life. But this ap...