Reflection of the Week

Posted by lakshmi on February 17, 2026

“ For the good that I would I do not: but the evil which I would not, that I do. “

Today, I am reflecting on practicing patience with the right intentions. Why? Because I’ve realized something quietly humbling — good intentions are not the same as change. I have just learned that intentions, however noble, are not yet transformation.

A seed is not yet a tree. A vision is not yet a life lived.

So I am allowing myself to grow slowly, without forcing the becoming.

Quote of the Day

And where does one wander to behold a wonder so astonishing, to gather everlasting views of memory, and to meet the meaningful moments waiting faithfully at dawn?

You do not travel. You do not chase.

You soften. You pause. You allow the morning to find you, where dawn opens its quiet hands without hurry, where light spills gently over yesterday’s worries, where the ordinary trembles with beauty too humble to announce itself.

It is here, in this stillness, that memory begins;

not as something grand, but as something deeply, quietly alive.

Have you ever paused with that ancient image? a solitary monk at the edge of a restless stream, lifting a drowning scorpion from the current, again and again, though each rescue is answered with a sting? The monk who refuses to let the sharpness of another creature alter the quiet vow within his own heart.

I sometimes wonder whether you have encountered this story — so old it feels almost wind-worn, yet carrying a meaning that still breathes. How can a single, simple gesture — a hand extended in compassion — unfold into something timeless? It is only one small act. And yet, within it, there is an entire teaching about who we choose to be when the world presses back against us.

Have you ever paused long enough to hear a baby crow finding its voice? just right outside your balcony? To notice how the long, insistent ka-ka-ka softens — just once — into a single syllable, into a vulnerable and soft “ka”… a pause and a breath of silence… then “ka, ka”… and again the tender pause, as if the sky itself is teaching it how to speak?

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Reflection of the Day

Posted by lakshmi on February 3, 2026

“Envy is ignorance; imitation is suicide.”

Thoughts don’t knock really; they barge in, rearrange the furniture, and declare a crisis.

Quote of the Day

Ever noticed how intrusive our thoughts can be? I mean, wildly intrusive. Like: you misspell one word, drop a comma, and suddenly the mind goes, This is it. Civilization collapses tonight.

Relax, brain. It’s just a typo. The sky remains intact.

But here’s the funny part, I actually kind of enjoy watching that chaos. There’s something freeing about letting the thoughts run loose, unedited, unpolished. Like opening all the windows in a room you’ve been over-tidying.

Now let me pretend to be serious for a second.

How well do we really understand a quote?

Sure, we understand the words. Individually. Like flashcards. But do we ever stop long enough to let the phrase breathe? To see what it’s actually pointing at? And how confident can we be if we haven’t questioned it properly-if we haven’t annoyed it a little?

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Reflection of the Day

Posted by lakshmi on February 2, 2026

” Whatever is rooted in greed, hatred, and delusion brings harm and bondage———abandon it; bow not to tradition, scripture, authority, or ritual, but only to what you have known to bring harm or to bring inner peace. “

Am reflecting on the Why? today! Because what is the point of me learning if it is not accompanied by reflection?

Quote of the Day

I notice how and Why my mind continually reaches for the new: a new movie, a new song, new clothes, new shoes, new ideas – always something else, always something next. It takes almost no time to acquire these things, yet so much time is avoided when it comes to sitting with what has already been learned, or what has not yet been understood properly.

How deeply do we really study a single quote from a great philosopher?

How often do we return to one essential idea; one that could quietly overturn our perspective, reshape our days, and alter the course of a week, a month, or even a year?

Do we pause long enough for that to happen? Or are we too busy chasing the next distraction; another image, another headline, another hollow urgency on a glowing screen?

I find myself asking: why can’t my mind stay with one significant thing? Why does it scatter so easily?

Why does it resist revisiting ideas, as though depth were a burden? Why does it feel a subtle pride after grasping something obvious, as if recognition itself were accomplishment?

I don’t yet know the answers. I am still investigating the flaw; if flaw is even the right word. Where does this tendency arise? How does it take shape? And how can it be recognized again and again, so that the mind might gradually learn the peace that follows sustained attention? This is the puzzle I am trying to understand, the puzzle itself.

When I began writing this post , my intention was simple: to be concise, to remain focused, to stay close to the reason for this reflection. Yet the mind moves as it does; remembering and drifting. Memories surfaced, some sweet and some painful, especially those tied to my birds. I felt the need to begin with sweetness, knowing how heavy the painful memories can be.

So I offer my gratitude, for the space to share their story, for the chance to speak of their distinct personalities, and for how they shaped each of my 365 days this past year. Looking back now, beyond the suffering I witnessed, I can say that the experience was, at the very least, deeply meaningful.

To write this honestly required reflection. It required sitting with discomfort rather than escaping it. And in that sitting, one question kept returning:

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