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I’m still here, I still believe.

Apr 2, 2025

I have lived through situations that can shake even the strongest people. I have heard words that, far from consoling me, left me exposed, defenceless. And yes, I have also been betrayed, just at those moments when I was most loyal, most genuine. But, in spite of everything, I am still here. And it is not out of stubbornness or a refusal to acknowledge what hurts. It is because, despite the damage, I still choose to love, to serve, to be present, to inspire and to accompany.
In life everything changes, sometimes without warning. Clinging to the static is not only useless, it is also exhausting. What resists change ends up breaking. Even the most solid, over time, yields to water or light. That is why I believe that living with openness, with a willingness to learn and to move with what comes, is not a luxury or a secondary option: it is a vital necessity. Accepting challenges as part of the journey allows us to transform pain into something that teaches us. Adapting does not mean getting lost, but growing in new directions. Every wound, every loss, every break-up shapes us. If we don’t avoid or deny them, if we go through them with honesty, they can teach us who we are and what the meaning is of what we are doing here.
I’m not saying that pain is easy. But I do believe it can show us different ways of looking at things. Compassion, for example, does not appear by chance. It is born of having truly experienced the human condition, with all that that implies. And from there, a silent responsibility appears: to be available to others. Not because we should, but because we understand that we are all connected. Even when life hurts, there is something that remains: the dignity of being human. And that is not a naive illusion. It is a conscious choice. It is deciding, time and time again, to bet on what is worthwhile: on love, care, connection. In a world that never stops moving, holding on to that becomes a form of resistance. A way of saying: I’m still here, I still believe. Because even when everything seems to be falling apart, there is still a chance to get back up.
Prabhuji

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