The Journey and The Journal Become One.

By Nirmala Pillai

Nirmala Pillai Guest blogger Life is short, sweet, and eternal, to say and to believe, to fool us. The person living it only knows; others who are part of it, however intimate, cannot experience it as that individual. The second option for that person is to live it. Write it down as a narrative, so…

Well as Wellness Can Be

By Nirmala Pillai

Nirmala Pillai Guest blogger Can any one of us say, “I am so happy the whole day! Forever and ever…” How often we fall into the dark well of anxiety and fear for known or unknown reasons? The body’s reactions drive us to tears and want to quell the negative voices in the head to…

When Writing Becomes Breath…

By Nirmala Pillai

Nirmala Pillai Guest blogger When writing becomes breath… All those caught in the dream and passion of a writer’s existence know what it is to write and not write. Loving the alphabets like bricks to convey your story, your emotions and experience, the peaks and troughs of thrill and despair, the pleasure and pain of…

Centering the Brain

By Chandrika

Chandrika R Krishnan Guest Blogger  From time immemorial, left-brained people are considered logical, analytical, and methodical, while right-brained people are supposed to be creative, disorganized, and artistic. Though this theory has been refuted the stereotypes continue and people still view creative people as illogical, emotional, and women! Our education system too gives more weightage to the…

Letter to a Parent

By Vandana Sehgal

Hello, my dear parent There’s something we all need to remember Happiness in life isn’t a given. No matter how much we protect our child and do best to keep happy, sadness is an emotion to experience to value happiness. No matter how much we love our child, finding love of life is the sweetest…

A Lesson in Kindness from a Pair of Footwear

By Soumya Bharti

Soumya Bharathi Guest Blogger  Parenting is mostly instinctive. But there are days when a simple thing such as a pair of footwear forces you to question this instinct and reflect on your parenting principles. It was one such day; in the harsh afternoon sun, I saw my daughter playing barefoot with two of her friends.…