SAAMAKSHI MEDIUM

There’s something both tragic and beautiful about how seriously we take ourselves. Every high, every heartbreak, every tiny win on a Tuesday — we hold them close like precious proof that we’re truly living. We celebrate, sulk, spiral, perform. We move through joy and despair as though they define us. And for a moment, they do. But what if it’s all just a play? Not to dismiss the beauty or the ache. Both are real in their own time. But what if pride, sorrow, laughter, longing — all of it — were just the costumes of being human? Experiences to pass through, not homes to live in. The truth is no matter what role you’re playing today, you’re also the one watching it unfold. And that watcher — still, aware, unchanging — is where freedom begins. Freedom is not in avoiding emotion. It’s in knowing it’s not you. It’s in being able to laugh gently at your own emotional weather without letting it storm inside you. We often think choice is grand. Choosing careers, partners, new cities....

We love the idea of the “gut feeling” That silent whisper of intuition That sacred signal from within that tells us which road to take What if it’s simply data = memories, patterns, conditioning, wrapped in the illusion of instinct. There is only this. The present choice You become deliberate, not reactive You learn to wait. To observe. To choose We don’t need certainty. We need presence Not the flutter in your stomach But the calm in your choosing. Think of a recent decision you said was based on a “gut feeling.” Ask: What did I already know that may have shaped that feeling? Was I responding, or just recognizing? But pause for a moment What if that gut feeling isn’t divine guidance It feels sacred because it arrives without explanation. But not everything inexplicable is mystical. Often, it’s just processed information our conscious mind hasn’t yet caught up with. Every feeling you call “gut” is stitched together from a million impressions you’ve gathered. Childhood pat...

What would you do if you were no longer afraid? If your bank account were full, your family cared for, your future sealed in the soft certainty of enough, what then? Would you still run? Would you wake with the same urgency? Would you check your phone within seconds, race through breakfast, and offer your peace as payment for ambition? Or would you pause? Would you remember what light feels like on your skin? Would you sit beside a window, or pick up something you left behind years ago : an old paintbrush, a poem, a dream? They say, “Do what you love.” But love is not loud. It doesn’t compete for attention. It lives in quiet corners and asks only for your presence. The problem is not that people don’t want to live meaningfully, it’s that they’re tired. Tired from running in circles that promise everything and give back so little of what matters. You hear it often: “If I had enough money, I’d do nothing.” But what they mean is:  I want to stop surviving. They long not for stillness,...

If I asked you,  “Tell me about yourself,”  what would you say? You might smile politely and begin listing the usual things: your name, your job, where you live, maybe what you like to do on weekends. And I’d nod, of course. But what if I gently asked again: No titles No roles No labels No timelines No definitions Now, tell me about yourself. It’s not such an easy question anymore, is it? We spend so much of our lives being introduced to ourselves through the eyes of the world. We are told who we are, how to be, what to become. We build ourselves around labels like stones: daughter, manager, Hindu, artist, overachiever, dreamer. We begin to think these bricks are the house. But they’re just the outer walls. The deeper truth of who you are is not in your bio or résumé or in the roles you juggle with grace each day. It's not in what you do or what you believe. It's not even in the stories you’ve told yourself to make sense of your life. So, who are you underneath? What remains w...

There comes a moment, often subtle, often inconvenient, when you’re staring at an organisational chart, a power matrix, a hierarchy carved in lines and titles, and something shifts. You realise: Everyone wants respect. But not the kind that once came with titles or seating order or income brackets. Not the kind that stood on a podium and looked down. Not anymore. The hunger now is for something more elusive: A respect that feels like reverence. A presence that isn’t bought but felt. Not fear cloaked as obedience, But something softer, something kinder. And so, the question arises: Do we want respect, or do we crave control? Are we commanding reverence, or are we demanding submission? Too often, what we label as leadership is a theatre of dominance, Where voices are lowered to assert, not to listen. Where tone becomes a weapon. Where we build walls instead of bridges Because we’ve confused power with being feared. But what if we flipped the script? What if power lived in how gently we c...

We are taught early to seek fairness, as if the world runs on equal measure. Do good, and good will return. Offer kindness, and it will be returned in kind. We chase this invisible symmetry like a rhythm we’re meant to dance in, and when the beat slips, when something feels off, we call it unfair. We blame the world, or power, or systems. But sometimes the imbalance isn’t out there. It’s in what we hold back. We think fairness lives in rules, in being right, in keeping peace. But much of what we call peace is just unspoken tension. Quiet avoidance. We soften our words to be palatable. We laugh when something stings. We lower our voice when it should rise. Not because we don’t see the wrong, but because we fear what happens if we name it. We hold ourselves back. Not for their sake, but because deep down, we don’t yet trust that our truth will be met with love. When we do not trust ourselves, we look at others through that same lens. Every silence feels loaded. Every misstep, betrayal. W...

We’ve all been there. You sit down, close your eyes, and try to meditate. But the mind doesn’t listen. The list of things to do is louder than the silence you’re seeking. And slowly, guilt creeps in. You’ve heard the saints, the books, the teachers: “Meditate every morning, sit in stillness, find your center.” You want to. Truly, you do. But life isn’t always a quiet room with crossed legs. So what then? Does that mean you’ve failed at being spiritual? Let’s pause here. Isn’t the whole point of meditation to help us live better now? Not in some distant, enlightened future. Not in a Himalayan cave. But here, amid the deadlines, the mess, the unwashed dishes, the 8:15 train. Why do we imagine that inner peace must arrive through perfect routines? Why do we treat it like a destination rather than something that walks beside us every moment, waiting for us to notice? There’s an old story. Maybe you’ve heard it before. A priest, a learned Brahmin, spent his entire life in devotion. Not a si...

As we grow up, we learn independence. We learn to overcome emotions, to drill strength and vitality into our system. We are taught to shut off any thought or feeling that drives volatile emotions or expectations because we must get on with life, work, and fulfill our goals. In doing so, we often lose the ability to notice the beauty of existence itself—the way a tiny bird chirps at the window, the fleeting bloom of a flower, or the radiant smile of a child when given a goodbye hug before work. We have consumed our minds with planning, scheduling, and to-do lists. Our bodies have adapted to the notion that if we are not constantly doing something deemed "productive," then we are wasting time. Productivity, a term we have redefined to mean only external results, has become a relentless corporate world in our heads. When tension rises, we long to halt everything, to take a break, to calm our minds. Yet, even when we find that rare moment to pause—perhaps by falling into our part...

Have you ever felt frustrated in your relationships? Whether with your partner, parents, friends, or colleagues, do you sometimes feel like people don’t meet your hopes or understand you the way you want them to? These feelings can lead to disappointment and distance. But what if the key to happiness in relationships wasn’t about changing others—but simply accepting them? Everyone is Doing Their Best It’s easy to get caught up in how we wish people would behave. But the truth is,  everyone is doing the best they can with what they know. A friend who doesn’t check in as often as you’d like might be struggling with their own challenges. A parent who seems overly critical may simply be showing love in the way they understand. A partner who finds it hard to express emotions may never have learned how. People aren’t withholding love or care from you on purpose—they are operating from their own experiences, habits, and personal growth. See People As They Are Instead of focusing on what s...

 “Wisdom is in innocence.” It’s a reminder to stay playful, take risks, laugh freely, and find hope even in tough times. In a world full of rules and expectations, this simple idea brings us back to what really matters: believing in ourselves and the spark of possibility within us. We live in multiple realities at once, whether we realize it or not. There’s the visible, structured world with its societal norms and limitations. And then there’s another layer—a more personal, limitless space—where our potential thrives. Call it the Universe, the Creator, or the Divine; the truth is, creation exists in every one of us. The more we restrict ourselves to others’ ideas of success or failure, the more we deny the unique magic we carry. The story of  Sri Bala , the divine daughter of  Maa Lalita Tripura Sundari , captures this perfectly. Sri Bala, just a child, wanted to fight demons. Her mother, wise and protective, hesitated, worried that her daughter would be harmed. But Bala’...

  "The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are." – Joseph Campbell We live in a world where everything seems defined for us—our roles, our goals, even our identities. Society loves to box us in, telling us who we should be, what we should strive for, and how to measure success. These definitions can feel like safety nets, but in truth, they’re often invisible chains. What if I told you that the real magic, the kind that creates life-changing manifestations, begins when you stop defining everything? Here’s the thing: all the knowledge we have today—whether it’s spiritual, intellectual, or practical—comes from those who walked the path before us. Their wisdom can guide us, but it’s not a roadmap we’re meant to follow to the letter. Why? Because it wasn’t made for  you . It lacks your essence, your unique way of seeing and experiencing the world. And that’s the beauty of life: nothing in this world is worth experiencing unless it’s filtered through the lens of your true sel...

Magnets are fascinating, aren’t they? Their pull is undeniable, their energy invisible yet powerful. Magnets attract not just because of their structure but because of their inherent alignment. Flip them the wrong way, and they repel just as fiercely. This simple, elegant law of physics mirrors a profound truth about life and relationships: We attract and repel based on who we are and the energy we emit. Think of the people you’re naturally drawn to—those who seem to light up a room just by being themselves. These magnetic personalities aren’t trying to impress anyone. They’re not people-pleasers or chameleons bending to fit the crowd. Instead, their aura is calm, genuine, and full of self-assurance. Being in their presence feels uplifting, inspiring even, because they exude an energy that says, “I know who I am, and I’m at peace with it.” Such people are magnets for success—not just in relationships but in every aspect of life. Their positivity and authenticity create a ripple effect....

As a parent, I often find myself reflecting on the kind of world I want to leave for my daughter—and the kind of person I hope she becomes. My deepest desire is for her to grow up compassionate, open-hearted, and able to see the divine in everyone. Yet, as much as I wish for her to embrace the world without judgment, I find myself struggling with my own. India is a beautiful, chaotic tapestry of cultures, languages, and classes. It’s a place where diversity should inspire unity, but instead, I often feel it creates invisible walls. When my daughter plays with children from different backgrounds—the watchman’s son or the cleaner’s daughter—I sometimes notice her picking up habits or phrases that make me uncomfortable. It’s not that these children are any less deserving of love or respect, but my mind can’t help but wonder: Am I judging them unfairly? Am I holding onto a bias I should have let go of long ago? This inner struggle is humbling because I know better. I know that judgment sep...

  "When you let go of what you are, you become what you might be."  – Lao Tzu The idea of "this is my life, and I choose how to live it" sits delicately at the boundary between self-empowerment and rebellion. It’s a bold assertion of free will, often mistaken as a license for superiority or defiance. But in truth, this choice—when rooted in awareness—becomes the fulcrum that can spread light inward and outward. This tension is particularly visible in young people, caught in the fervor of experiencing everything life has to offer. I, too, once believed that freedom meant indulging every whim, trying everything, and chasing the best of all experiences. But the thirst for freedom, unchecked, can become a trap—a construct that binds the soul rather than liberates it. The declaration, "I will do whatever I want," is powerful, but when it lacks love and understanding, it turns hollow. The key is to ask: are your choices an act of rebellion, or are they acts of c...