30/07/2019
Haven’t you heard of ‘Mon Jai’ yet?
Running, for her, is second nature. She ran, in a big fit of rage, when in Class III, a Tata Sumo filled with village kids...
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23/07/2019
…no matter what is the personal sacrifice I need to make.
This LSM is not to promote Super 30. It is a salute to parents who choose selflessness as their path, no matter what is the...
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16/07/2019
Make your emotions your GREATEST asset
Make emotions your greatest ASSET. See emotions as data and energy. See emotions as a question that is waiting for a proper answer. Then, what...
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09/07/2019
The secret of giving and taking advice
Now, ask yourself this question, “Which advice have I diligently followed and implemented?”. Sorry for asking too many questions this time around but here is...
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25/06/2019
A traditional story of the Poisoned Tree
The maturity we develop in approaching difficulties is illustrated by the traditional story of a poisoned tree. On first discovering a poisoned tree, some people...
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18/06/2019
Why we holidayed in Bhutan and more
We are in Bhutan this summer holidays. Yes, this LSM comes to you while I am in Bhutan. Cool, isn’t it? The right choice, isn’t...
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11/06/2019
No space for EGO. No space for FEAR
What is Satsang? It is an involved dialogue between a teacher and a student....
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28/05/2019
When I ask you, ‘How are you?’, what am I actually asking?
Haal or ḥāl in Arabic means “state” or “condition”. It’s plural ahwal (aḥwāl)) is generally understood to be the product of a Sufi’s spiritual practices...
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21/05/2019
A simple technique to INITIATE CHANGE
Three simple things. When these three simple things are clear to me…ideas, insights, breakthroughs will happen. They will happen sooner or later. They will involve...
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14/05/2019
What if your doubts are fakes?
‘The bigger you dream the more you will doubt yourself along the journey of pursuing that dream’....
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