There’s a quote often attributed to Richard Bach that has been living in me lately: “Argue for your limitations, and sure enough, they’re yours.” I didn’t just understand this idea intellectually—I have lived it. Over the past few years, I have walked through waves of fear, faced deep limiting beliefs, and crossed a threshold that at times felt impossible. On the other side, I now feel a kind of spaciousness and gratitude that I didn’t know was available to me. Looking back,

I’m very grateful to have written an article for VIHA – The World of Osho Connection . In the article they use my sannyasin name, Amrit. Please download it if you’d like to read. Blessings. 😊

There is a feeling in the air — a spark, a rush, a heat that says: Move now. Jump in. Don’t miss it. If you hesitate, you’ll fall behind. The energy of the Fire Horse can feel like momentum — like galloping forward before we’ve fully listened. But I want to remind myself — and anyone else who feels the pressure — What is meant for you cannot miss you. Timing is not something we force. It is something we meet. You cannot rush a rose to bloom. You do not tear open a cocoon to h

This morning I found myself quietly reflecting on death. I was reading a beautiful book by Osho called Death: The Only Certainty . Around the same time, I read a tender post from a dear friend who created an end-of-life heirloom for a family going through a terminal diagnosis and shared some of the new awarenesses arising in the midst of it. And recently, I watched the documentary Come See Me in the Good Light  about Andrea Gibson and the last two years of their life. All of

Finding True Peace: Beyond the Illusion of Separation In our world, we often believe that peace can be achieved through external actions—protests, movements, and temporary solutions. While these efforts can spark change, they often function like band-aids, addressing symptoms rather than the root cause. True, long-lasting change does not come from pressure, submission, or force. It arises from a deep inner transformation. Non-duality teaches us that we are all one, and that t

We are multi-dimensional beings. This truth helps me so much in the way I move through my life. Sometimes I am a mom. A daughter. A meditation A facilitator. A clothing manufacturer. A transformational coach, writer, NVC facilitator, friend, nature enthusiast, dancer, meditator. Sometimes I am serious and uptight.Sometimes light and free. I am so many things. And this knowing is incredibly freeing. It gives me space—so much space—to explore and express myself in a multitude

We are often taught to be sensible, practical, and safe — to seek certainty and security as early as possible. And sometimes, without realising it, the cost is our joy, our playfulness, and our sense of aliveness. We aren’t born rigid. We learn it gradually.Little by little, we’re taught to stay in line, to color within the borders, to become who we think we’re supposed to be. There’s a quiet sadness in that. And for many of us, it’s not until life gently — or not so gently —

Many of us grew up learning that emotions are something to fear or avoid. We’re taught to “be strong,” to suppress what we feel, or to believe that sensitivity is a flaw. Years ago, I told a therapist, “ If I feel my feelings, I’m afraid I’ll end up in the hospital.”  She replied, “If you don’t feel your feelings, you’ll end up in the hospital.” At the time, I didn’t understand. Now I do. What we resist persists.What we bury comes out sideways. When we don’t acknowledge what’

We Are the Architect of our Life This might be hard to hear — and it might also be the most liberating truth you ever let in: we are the architect of our life. When we look around at our current reality, we’re really seeing the accumulation of choices we’ve made — some conscious, many unconscious. So much of our lives are lived on autopilot, driven by old conditioning, familiar patterns, or deeply ingrained survival strategies. We repeat what we’ve always done because it’s wh

Sometimes I think I must have been a nun in a past life, given how much pressure I place on myself to do or be the right thing—as if, by living “right,” I’ll somehow earn a special place in heaven. That thought alone shows how deeply I’ve absorbed some very old beliefs, ones rooted in cultural and religious conditioning, especially from my Catholic upbringing. I’m not sure which came first: the belief that I need to sacrifice myself to be worthy, or the cultural and religious