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A Whisper from Within: Returning to the Self

By Kaustubh | Peace of Living

June 5, 2025 | Thursday

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Namaste, dear one.

Today, I offer you not just words, but a soft lamp for the path, a mirror for the soul. May these lines feel like a warm shawl on a cold evening, or the first light after a long storm.

 When the Soul Grows Silent

There are seasons in life when everything outside is moving—louder, faster, hungrier—yet inside, we feel a growing stillness. Not peace, not yet. But a kind of quiet ache. A longing. A fatigue that sleep cannot cure.

Perhaps you’ve felt it too—that invisible weight pressing on the chest… a question whispered late at night:

“What am I really doing? Who am I beneath all this?”

In our quest to become someone, we often forget who we already are.

 The Modern Web: Anxieties in Digital Skies

We live in an age of connections, yet loneliness multiplies like pixels on a screen. We scroll endlessly, trying to outrun our own minds. Anxiety becomes the background hum of our mornings. Overthinking clutters the garden of our clarity. Fear creeps into the quiet moments. And depression—it wraps itself in soft silences, asking us to lie still and forget the song of life.

We are like birds born for the sky,
Yet we’ve mistaken our cage for home.

 Maya: The Mirage We Chase

We run tirelessly—towards titles, relationships, achievements, curated happiness. But each time we arrive, joy evaporates like dew touched by the sun. Why?

Because the mirage moves when we move.

The Bhagavad Gita calls this Maya—not evil, but illusion. Like mist over a mountain, it makes the path look longer, the summit unreachable.

The mind is a weaver of dreams,
And desire its endless thread.
But Truth is not found in the chase.
It waits… where the running ends.

 You Are Not the Storm

Our culture celebrates control: over time, body, outcomes. But let’s pause and ask:

• Have you ever truly controlled the mind?
• The body?
• Even your next breath?

The mind is a skilled puppeteer. It keeps you dancing, fearing, regretting. But you are not the puppet. You are not the thoughts. You are the still space behind them.

You are not the storm,
You are the sky it dances in.

 The Soul: A Hidden Flame

The Gita reminds us:

“The soul is eternal. It is unborn, undying, and changeless.” (2.20)

You are not your resume. Not your pain. Not even your name. You are the silent witness of this ever-changing play. You are not firewood. You are fire.

You are Sat-Chit-Ananda — Existence, Consciousness, Bliss.

Yet this truth is not a theory to be memorized. It is a melody to be remembered.

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 Small Lights in the Dark

When darkness feels overwhelming, don't rush to light the entire room. Start with a candle.

 Anxiety: Anchor in the Now

Practice: Feel your breath like the waves of the sea—coming, going, timeless.

Wisdom:
“The future is a dream unborn.
The past, a tale retold.
But the breath... the breath is now.
And now is gold.”

 Overthinking: Become the Moon

Practice: Close your eyes and watch your thoughts as clouds, passing. No judgment. Just witnessing.

Wisdom:
“Thoughts may roar like thunderclouds,
But you…
You are the moon, untouched by the storm.”

 Depression: Re-root into Meaning

Practice: Step into sunlight. Water a plant. Speak to someone from the soul.

Wisdom:
“Even the tree that lost all its leaves
Still reaches for the sun.”

 Fear: Remember the Divine

Practice: Chant “So’ham” — I am That.

Wisdom:
“You walk with the Infinite,
But forget your own footprints.”

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 The Return Begins

You don’t need to become spiritual. You already are. You just need to remember.

Spirituality isn’t an escape from life. It is learning to walk through life awake. To sip tea mindfully. To speak with kindness. To suffer without drowning. To rejoice without clinging.

“To be spiritual,” a Rishi once said,
“is not to float above the world…
but to walk through it with sacred feet.”

 The Final Whisper

So, dear reader, when the noise is too loud, the mind too wild, or the world too heavy—

Don’t run.

Sit still.
Breathe.
Listen.

You are already whole.
You are already home.
You are already divine.

With love and stillness,
Kaustubh

Peace of Living

 — Hare Krishna —