Letters Through the Window Sill!
One evening, I was overwhelmed with an incredible feeling of restlessness.
It was a mediocre Sunday, and the morning routine was sluggish. I did my favourite sadhana in the evening to brush off the lethargic outlook. However, I was not feeling at ease and in place for some reason.
There was a large part of me that I could not communicate with through my posts, social media, and books.
Then finally, it dawned upon me to write down my feelings in letters - letters not addressed to anyone specifically but a spontaneous outpouring. That's when I started this column on my website - 'Letters through the Window Sill'.
I will write here often, as and when it comes to me. I usually begin by finding a quiet spot (usually beside the window of my room overlooking the sky) to be alone with my thoughts. I let my mind wander and allow my emotions to surface without judgment. Then, with my fingers on my keyboard, I pour out my thoughts and feelings, letting the words flow naturally and without restraint.
Best Regards
Parigyaan
Letters
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Are you really Ready to Receive What You Are As...
Stop Asking. Start Becoming. Why do prayers seem to go unanswered? It isn't because Devī is silent, it’s because the vessel is closed. • The Reality: Grace is like rain;...
Are you really Ready to Receive What You Are As...
Stop Asking. Start Becoming. Why do prayers seem to go unanswered? It isn't because Devī is silent, it’s because the vessel is closed. • The Reality: Grace is like rain;...
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The biggest problem with Sanatana Dharma!
A long time ago, I was at a temple in Haridwar. It was a small temple, sparingly accommodating around 15-20 people. Shortly after I entered, I saw a man come with...
9 commentsThe biggest problem with Sanatana Dharma!
A long time ago, I was at a temple in Haridwar. It was a small temple, sparingly accommodating around 15-20 people. Shortly after I entered, I saw a man come with...
9 comments