For much of human history, life was uncertain. Our ancestors lived through harsh seasons, unpredictable harvests, and the constant possibility of losing what they had. To survive, they learned to store, protect, and hold on to resources tightly. That instinct kept them alive.
Today, most of us don’t face the same daily threats to survival, yet the old story still lives in our nervous system. It shows up in what we call the scarcity mindset—the quiet fear of not having enough. It’s the reason we sometimes hoard things we don’t need, work ourselves to exhaustion in search of security, or feel uneasy when others succeed, as if their gain leaves us with less.
Scarcity narrows our vision. When we believe resources are limited—whether that’s money, time, or love—we tend to cling, compete, and worry. It’s as though our mind zooms in only on what’s missing, leaving us blind to what is already present. While this reaction once served as protection, today it can keep us from experiencing peace, generosity, and trust.
The shift begins with awareness. When we catch ourselves gripped by “not enough,” we can pause and remember: this fear is ancient, but not always true. Gratitude opens the heart. Sharing reminds us that abundance is often found in relationships, not possessions. Trusting life, even in small steps, teaches the nervous system that we are safer than we think.
Scarcity mindset is not a flaw—it is a survival echo. But we are more than our instincts. By honoring the past while choosing differently in the present, we begin to loosen our grip and discover that real security comes not from hoarding, but from connection, compassion, and the freedom to let go.
What feels like Home
Home is not just walls or a place; home is the embrace of my parents, the safety of knowing they were my roots. Home is the laughter and warmth of family, the place where I first learnt love and belonging.
Home is, in my amazing, beautiful girls, in their voices, their hugs, and the way they carry parts of me within them. With them, I feel both anchor and purpose. They remind me that love can be reborn and that my body gave life to something sacred.
But most of all, I am learning that home is where the heart is, not in fixed destinations, but within me. My sacred body is my true home, where I carry my stories, my scars, my resilience, and my love. Wherever I go, I carry home within.
Sunitta-Saira. Jethnani
When Strength is Misunderstood
I have always carried a deep respect for individual differences. I never wanted to impose my way of thinking or living on those I love. Yet, despite this, I often found myself misunderstood. My family sometimes saw me as opinionated, bossy, or strong-headed. Those words have weighed heavily on me, not because I saw myself that way, but because they painted a picture far from my intention.
The truth is, I am an organized and disciplined person. Structure gives me peace, and responsibility feels natural to me. But my discipline has never been about controlling others, and my opinions were never meant to belittle anyone. Still, what was in my heart did not always match what others chose to see.
This has made me reflect on a universal truth: we rarely see each other exactly as we are. We filter people’s actions through our own perceptions, wounds, and expectations. What looks like confidence to one might look like arrogance to another. What feels like love to one might feel like control to someone else.
The more I sit with this, the more I realize that the only thing I can truly honor is my own intention. If I know my heart is clear, I do not need to shrink to fit into someone else’s misunderstanding of me. Strength will sometimes be misread. Discipline will sometimes be resented. But that does not mean I must stop being who I am.
Perhaps the real lesson is that love is not only about accepting others’ differences—it is also about learning to stand firm in our own truth, even when it is not fully understood.
A Letter to Myself – Reclaiming My Agency
I see the pain you carried when you were left waiting, waiting for love, waiting for touch, waiting for your husband to notice and choose you. I know how heavy it felt to be met with rejection, to feel invisible in the very place where you longed to be seen the most.
But today, I want you to know this truth: you were never the problem. Your desire for intimacy, for closeness, for affection was never too much. It was human, it was natural, and it was beautiful. His emotional and physical unavailability was not a mirror of your worth. It was a reflection of his own limitations, his inability to show up.
You did not lack agency because you were weak. You lacked agency because the space you were in did not allow you to use your voice without fear of rejection. But now, you are learning that your body, your emotions, and your needs are sacred. They deserve to be heard, respected, and cherished.
From this day forward, you do not need to wait for someone else to validate your worth. Your agency lies in your choices, your choice to say yes, your choice to say no, your choice to claim what feels good and what feels right for you.
You are not defined by rejection. You are defined by your resilience, your truth, and your ability to keep loving, even after the pain.
With compassion and strength,
The Magic is in How You See
So often, we believe that magic is something rare, hidden in extraordinary experiences, once-in-a-lifetime encounters, or flawless relationships. Yet the truth is, magic is never really missing. It lives quietly in the ordinary, waiting for us to notice it. The key lies not in chasing it but in how we choose to look at life and relationships.
In love, we sometimes think magic fades when the excitement of newness settles. But perhaps it hasn’t disappeared at all. It may simply be resting in the subtle gestures, the gentle look across the room, the steady hand that supports you in silence, or the comfort of knowing someone chooses you again and again. When we shift our perspective, what once seemed routine becomes a reminder of connection and presence.
Life, too, offers us the same invitation. Every challenge carries a hidden doorway. Every setback holds an unseen lesson. Trusting our gut and listening to our feelings allows us to see beyond surface struggles into deeper meaning. What feels like chaos can become clarity when we meet it with openness rather than resistance.
Magic isn’t about perfection or grand moments it’s about perspective. It’s about choosing to see beauty where others might overlook it and trusting that our intuition can guide us toward what truly matters. When we practice seeing through this lens, we realize that life has always been full of wonder.
The question isn’t where is the magic? The question is, how am I looking at what is already here?
Forgiveness as a Path to Reclaiming Power
Forgiveness is often misunderstood as weakness, as if letting go of resentment means excusing the wrong that was done to us. In reality, forgiveness requires immense internal strength. To forgive is to reclaim the power that pain, betrayal, and anger once held over us.
When someone deceives or betrays us, it can feel like they have taken a piece of our spirit. We replay the situation in our minds, carrying anger, shame, or self-blame. In these moments, we may forget that true power lies not in holding grudges but in choosing freedom. Forgiveness is the act of breaking the invisible chains that keep us tied to the past.
But forgiveness begins within. Self-forgiveness is the first step to reclaiming your power. Many of us silently punish ourselves for “allowing” betrayal or “not seeing it coming.” We think we should have been wiser or stronger. Yet, mistakes and trust are part of being human. To forgive yourself is to acknowledge that you were doing the best you could with the awareness you had at the time. This compassion toward yourself becomes the foundation of your strength.
From this place of self-acceptance, forgiving others becomes possible. It doesn’t mean forgetting or inviting them back into your life. It means you no longer allow their actions to define your worth or dictate your peace. Paradoxically, this act of release makes you powerful. People sense when you carry yourself with clarity, boundaries, and inner confidence. They think twice before deceiving you, not because you hold onto anger, but because your self-respect radiates.
Forgiveness, then, is not a gift for the one who hurt you—it is a gift for yourself. By forgiving, you reclaim your energy, your peace, and your ability to move forward unburdened. True power is not in revenge or control, but in having such a strong inner foundation that no betrayal can shake your core.
When you forgive, you rise above the story of victimhood and step into your truth: you are whole, strong, and unbreakable.
The myth of sacrifice in relationships
Somewhere along the line, I, too, believed that sacrifice was the mark of true commitment in relationships. I thought love meant putting my needs aside, letting go of parts of myself, and carrying the weight in silence just to keep the bond intact. For a while, I convinced myself this was strength, loyalty, and even love. But deep down, it felt like I was slowly abandoning myself.
Over time, I learned there is a huge difference between compromise and self-abandonment. Compromise allows space for two people to meet halfway—it’s about respect and flexibility. But self-abandonment is when you dim your own light, silence your voice, or give up what is essential to your being just to keep the peace. That’s not love; that’s losing yourself.
The hardest lesson for me was realizing that if a relationship demands you to repress your true nature, it isn’t the partnership you imagine it to be. Real love doesn’t ask you to shrink; it wants you to bloom. It celebrates your voice, your essence, your growth.
Looking back, I see the times I gave away too much of myself in the name of “love.” But I also see the strength that came from reclaiming my voice and understanding this truth: you don’t need to sacrifice your soul for connection.
So if you ever find yourself choosing between love and your true self, choose your true self first. The right love will never require your silence. It will want your song, your wholeness, and your freedom to grow.
A Soul Reminder from My Inner Child
Beloved,
Joy has always lived within you.
It is not hidden in the distance
it rests in the laughter of small moments,
in the softness of a smile,
in the wonder of simply being.
You were enough before the world told you otherwise.
You are enough now.
Let this truth steady your heart.
Express yourself as you are
unpolished, unfiltered, free.
Your authenticity is a prayer,
a gift only you can offer.
Love fully, but remember:
boundaries are also love.
Saying “no” is not rejection,
it is protection for the garden of your soul.
Do not mistake your softness for weakness.
Your vulnerability is the doorway
through which your greatest courage flows.
Laugh often. Dance lightly.
Let play remind you of freedom.
Your spirit was never meant to be heavy.
And when storms arrive, as they will,
trust your resilience.
You have risen before.
You will rise again.
I am still here for you
the child of light within you,
whole, radiant, and free.
Carry me forward,
and together, we will walk this path
with love, with strength, with joy.
Teachers’ Day: Lessons Beyond the Classroom
Teachers’ Day is often seen as a day to honour those who guide us in schools, colleges, and universities. Their dedication shapes our foundation, and their lessons stay with us long after we leave the classroom. Yet, if we look closely, life itself is the greatest school—and every person we encounter becomes a teacher in some way.
Some people teach us through love, showing us compassion and kindness. Others teach us through challenges, reminding us of patience, strength, and resilience. A child can be our teacher of innocence and curiosity, while an elder can be a teacher of wisdom. Sometimes, even those who hurt us unknowingly become because they push us to grow, heal, and rise stronger.
To celebrate Teachers’ Day, then, is to celebrate not only the profession of teaching but also the everyday teachers we meet in our journey. When we carry this perspective, we realize that every interaction, every joy, and even every pain holds a lesson.
On this Teachers’ Day, let’s express gratitude not only to our schoolteachers but also to the teachers of life—because their lessons shape who we are and who we are becoming.
Forgiveness: Reclaiming My Power
I remember the day I realized I was exhausted from carrying anger. It wasn’t just the betrayal that hurt. It was the way I kept replaying it in my mind, as if reliving the moment could somehow change the outcome. But all it did was drain me. That was the day I understood: holding on was costing me more than letting go ever would.
Forgiveness didn’t come easily. At first, I thought forgiving others meant excusing what they had done. I resisted it because I didn’t want to appear weak. But over time, I discovered the truth: forgiveness is not weakness. It is power. It takes far more courage to release pain than to cling to it.
The hardest step was turning inward. I had to forgive myself, something I didn’t even know I was struggling with. I blamed myself for trusting too easily, for not seeing the signs, for being vulnerable. But then it dawned on me: my ability to trust was not a flaw; it was a reflection of my heart. To forgive myself was to honour my humanity. That was when healing truly began.
As I walked this path, I noticed a shift in my energy. I no longer carried bitterness, and that calm confidence became my quiet armour. People could feel it. They sensed that I could not be deceived or broken in the same way again. It wasn’t because I held anger. It was because I carried clarity, dignity, and self-respect.
Forgiveness gave me back what betrayal tried to take away: my power. It was never about those who hurt me. It was about freeing myself, reclaiming my spirit, and living from a place of strength rather than pain.
The greatest lesson I have learned is this: forgiveness is the highest gift you can give yourself. It doesn’t erase the past, but it transforms it. It turns wounds into wisdom and suffering into strength. When you forgive yourself and others, you become unshakable.
I release the past, I reclaim my power, and I rise stronger than before.
SELF LOVE AND SOUL HEALING 