16/07/2025
Life does not wait for stillness. It moves: loud, relentless, disorganized. And in that motion, there is often chaos: obligations colliding, emotions spiraling, the world outside and inside constantly shifting. We choose to come into a world where duality and polarity exist.
For a long time, I thought balance and healing meant calm, a serene, undisturbed plateau I could arrive at and hold. But over years of practice, I have come to understand these aspects in a different way.
It is not something you reach when everything around you quiets down. It is something you cultivate in the heart of the noise.
This photo was taken today during meditation while maintenance work was happening right above me. Drills, hammering, and unpredictable rhythm filled the space. And still, I sat. Not to escape it, but to meet it.
Balance, I have realized, is learning which parts of the chaos matter and which can fall away. It is not about perfection or symmetry, but rhythm. It is about choosing where to place your focus, when to lean in and when to step back, how to breathe when the world feels like it is spinning.
Sometimes, it is waking up five minutes earlier to center yourself before the noise begins. Sometimes, it is letting go of control over what you cannot change. Other times, it is standing right in the heart of the storm and saying, “I am here. I may not have all the answers, but I have myself.”
That, to me, is balance. Not the absence of chaos, but a commitment to staying grounded in the midst of it.
