SAAMAKSHI MEDIUM

It came to me one day, as if whispered by the Divine, that there is nothing called control. There is nothing called not knowing. What we call “control” is only the mind clutching tightly at its own fears. And what we call “not knowing” is the refusal to trust that life already knows. I began to see how many times we all hide behind definitions:  I’m not confident enough. I’m not strong enough. I’ve always been this way.  But look deeper when you say,  “I’m not confident,”  aren’t you already confident in that very belief? You are holding it with such certainty. That was my aha moment: so many of the limitations we live with are not truths, but habits of thought. Habits are not just actions. They are identities we pick up, little stories we wear like clothes until we forget they are not our skin. Yet the moment you become aware, the spell breaks. You see that what you thought was “you” is simply a pattern, and patterns are malleable. Reality itself bends when your per...

There comes a time in life when you begin to notice the invisible frameworks that shape how people live. Some follow the path of ambition, climbing ladders in the corporate world. Others dedicate themselves to family, to tradition, to holding together the roots of belonging. Some define themselves through culture, others through rebellion. Each way of living has its own rules, its own rhythm, its own sense of identity. They are like rivers flowing in different directions, and most of us are taught to pick one and stay in its current. Society whispers that you must belong somewhere, or risk being left behind. Most people settle into these currents without ever asking if they truly chose them. Comfortable rules are easier to follow. They give a sense of safety, of belonging, of certainty. The herd moves one way, and it feels secure to move with it. But comfort has a quiet cost. It lulls us into believing that the familiar is the only truth, that to question is dangerous, that to step asi...

For the longest time, I believed the voices of mentors, coaches, and talk-show experts who echoed the same formula:  “Know exactly what you want. Visualize it until you see it clearly. Affirm it until it becomes real.” So, I did. I filled journals with affirmations. I made vision boards with meticulous detail. I closed my eyes and pictured myself living the life I thought I desired. For years, life flowed in a hearty, wholesome way. I was grateful, content, and without complaint. Yet, as time passed, I began to notice a subtle but undeniable truth: not every affirmation worked. Not every vision came alive. And when they didn’t, something in me shifted. The more I affirmed, the more dissatisfied I became. Instead of peace, there was a quiet agitation. Instead of calm, I felt anger rise. It was as though each affirmation reminded me of what I did not have, what was still missing, what I believed I deserved but had not received. Desire was breeding frustration. And then it struck me, ...

One of the hardest lessons I’ve learned, and continue to learn, is that I cannot control anyone but myself. For years, I believed that love meant shaping others, guiding them, correcting them. If they cared, they would listen. If I cared, I should adjust. And so I lived in a silent tug-of-war of expectations. But people do not change because we instruct them. They change when their own soul is ready. Until then, every attempt to control only creates distance, resistance, and quiet pain. What causes most of our suffering is not what others do, but what we  think  they should do. We carry invisible rules: a father must act this way, a mother should sacrifice, a friend must show up, a partner must fulfill certain roles. And when reality doesn’t match these rules, we feel betrayed. a Yet souls do not come with labels. Love does not need conditions. True connection happens when we allow others to simply be. The moment I began to drop the need to fix or advise, I felt a profound shi...

Have you noticed how relentlessly functional we have become? Every second of our lives is accounted for. If our hands aren’t busy, our minds are. We scroll, plan, analyze, replay, and fast-forward, anything but pause. Even in moments of rest, the mind sneaks in:  What should I do next? How could I have done that better? What’s the best use of this time? We sculpt our present carefully, molding it into a sense of comfort we think we control. Yet, isn’t it strange that the very comfort we strive so hard to maintain demands constant effort? Beneath it all lies a quiet fear, the fear of stillness. Of nothingness. Of the silence that waits when we stop holding the ropes so tightly. We worry that if we let go, if we allow ourselves to simply  be -  everything will collapse. So, we tie our worth to our doing: to what we fix, to what we contribute, to how we make things better for others. We name it compassion, understanding, acceptance. But the deeper truth? Compassion, understa...

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 ...