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Letters from mom--feeling unsettled lately?

 Feeling unsettled lately?

Take a breath. Take each day as it comes — no pressure, no expectations. Hakuna Matata. 😊


Remember — you are Simba.

And you’re walking this path by choice, not force. That’s what makes your journey beautiful. This struggle? It’s part of your soul’s design.


Yesterday, I watched Papa’s video on Journey of the Soul. It was powerful.

There was a girl who chose to be born with broken legs — not as a punishment, but as a way to slow down and reconnect with her mind. She was born into a rich, loving family so she could spend her life writing, thinking, growing. Her pain wasn’t a curse — it was a gift for deeper awakening.


So maybe… your frustration, your loneliness, your struggle — they are gifts you chose, too. For growth. For clarity. For confidence.


If you remember that, the small stuff won’t shake you. You’ll start to see the bigger picture behind the discomfort.


And always remember —

Papa and I love you so much.

You’re never alone. Just tell us what you need. We’ll be there.


With love


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  1. Letters for Shreesh in hostel, who is not feeling so good Lately.

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