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Hostel life has taught me that people speak not only through words, but through feelings. A roommate’s silence may hide homesickness, anger may hide stress, and laughter may hide pain. If I truly pay attention, I can understand hearts, not just voices. Living away from home also shows me my own feelings—the missing of family, the need for comfort, and the strength growing inside me. In the busy hostel routine, small moments like shared meals, late-night talks, and silent support become special. Hostel life is not just about staying together; it is about learning care, patience, and connection. When I listen with my heart, hostel feels less like a building and more like a family.

The idea presented by Michael A. Singer that the mind and heart are not enemies but are “trying to push impurities out” deeply resonates with me, especially as a first-year naturopathy student. In naturopathy, we learn that the body expresses symptoms like fever or boils as part of its natural healing process. Similarly, Singer explains that the mind and heart function in the same way — releasing stored emotional impressions. This perspective has helped me shift from seeing emotions as problems to understanding them as healing processes. He says, “The energy is expressing itself because you stored it in there,” which made me realize that many of my emotional reactions are not just about the present moment but are linked to past experiences. Earlier, I used to believe that emotions like fear, embarrassment, or sadness were weaknesses that needed to be controlled or avoided. But now I understand that they are simply energies trying to come up and release themselves. As a hosteller, I often experience homesickness and emotional discomfort. There was a time when I felt very low and missed home intensely. My first reaction was to resist it — I distracted myself with my phone and tried not to think about it. However, the feeling did not disappear; instead, it stayed within me and made me more restless and irritable. This showed me that resistance does not remove the emotion, it only suppresses it. Later, I tried a different approach. I remembered Singer’s idea: “If you can learn to not get pulled down into these energies, but to allow them to be… the natural process of transmutation is going to take place.” So, when I again felt homesick, I chose to sit quietly and allow the feeling without distraction. At first, the emotion became stronger and uncomfortable, just as he describes: “Now I feel the most embarrassment I ever felt… Relax.” I simply observed it and did not try to push it away. Gradually, the intensity reduced, and I starte... [View Full Comment] The idea presented by Michael A. Singer that the mind and heart are not enemies but are “trying to push impurities out” deeply resonates with me, especially as a first-year naturopathy student. In naturopathy, we learn that the body expresses symptoms like fever or boils as part of its natural healing process. Similarly, Singer explains that the mind and heart function in the same way — releasing stored emotional impressions. This perspective has helped me shift from seeing emotions as problems to understanding them as healing processes. He says, “The energy is expressing itself because you stored it in there,” which made me realize that many of my emotional reactions are not just about the present moment but are linked to past experiences. Earlier, I used to believe that emotions like fear, embarrassment, or sadness were weaknesses that needed to be controlled or avoided. But now I understand that they are simply energies trying to come up and release themselves. As a hosteller, I often experience homesickness and emotional discomfort. There was a time when I felt very low and missed home intensely. My first reaction was to resist it — I distracted myself with my phone and tried not to think about it. However, the feeling did not disappear; instead, it stayed within me and made me more restless and irritable. This showed me that resistance does not remove the emotion, it only suppresses it. Later, I tried a different approach. I remembered Singer’s idea: “If you can learn to not get pulled down into these energies, but to allow them to be… the natural process of transmutation is going to take place.” So, when I again felt homesick, I chose to sit quietly and allow the feeling without distraction. At first, the emotion became stronger and uncomfortable, just as he describes: “Now I feel the most embarrassment I ever felt… Relax.” I simply observed it and did not try to push it away. Gradually, the intensity reduced, and I started feeling lighter and calmer. This experience made me understand what he means when he says that the energy “becomes love” and that behind these emotions is a higher energy. I realized that when I stop resisting, the same energy that appeared as discomfort can transform into peace and acceptance. To help myself relax and “keep my hands off” during such moments, I practice simple techniques like deep breathing, reminding myself that “this is from the past and will pass,” and observing the emotion without reacting. Most importantly, I try to trust the natural healing process — just like the body heals itself, the mind and heart also know how to release and balance. Through this understanding, I am learning that emotions are not obstacles but opportunities for inner cleansing and growth. By allowing them instead of resisting, I am gradually developing more emotional strength, awareness, and inner peace. [Hide Full Comment]

The idea that life itself is a pilgrimage feels very true to me. It means that every experience, whether pleasant or difficult, is a sacred step in our journey of growth. Life constantly offers situations that test our patience, humility, and willingness to learn. The more I look at life this way, the more I realise that every moment—no matter how small—can become a moment of awakening. When I first came to the hostel, the change I resisted the most was doing my own chores—especially washing clothes and utensils. At home, these things were always taken care of, and I never had to think twice about them. But here, suddenly, I was responsible for it all. I remember feeling irritated and even a little helpless at first. It felt unfair and tiring after long days of classes. Yet, over time, something shifted. As I began doing these tasks with acceptance rather than complaint, I noticed a quiet satisfaction in the simple act of caring for my own space. What once felt like a burden started to feel grounding and even peaceful. That experience taught me that resistance only increases struggle, while acceptance transforms even the most ordinary acts into meaningful ones. It was a small but powerful lesson in humility and self-reliance—a movement from resistance to receptivity, from fragmentation to a quiet sense of wholeness. Now, I try to see every part of daily life as part of my pilgrimage. I remind myself that growth often hides in the smallest tasks, and that awareness can make even washing utensils an act of mindfulness. What helps me stay open is pausing to breathe, expressing gratitude for what I have, and remembering that the journey itself is sacred. Life, with all its ups and downs, is a pilgrimage toward understanding and peace. Every step—whether taken in joy or discomfort—brings me a little closer to that wholeness.

I was afraid to come to the hostel, especially after hearing about the Kolkata rape case. Such incidents shape our perceptions and make us anxious about safety. Along with this, we carry many expectations about hostel life—how it should feel, what we should get from it. When these expectations are not met, we feel unsettled. Writing things down helps me release some of these expectations. It lowers the pressure and allows me to see the situation more clearly, making space to experience hostel life as it really is.

The story about choosing to keep a principle 100% of the time really resonates with me because I’ve seen how easy it is to let “just this once” become a habit. For me, this lesson came through something as simple as my commitment to exercise and morning yoga. When I used to work out with Purva Aunty, there were days when I’d feel tired, lazy, or think, “It’s fine if I skip just today.” But I noticed that every time I gave in to that thought, it became harder to show up the next day. So I made a personal rule — if it’s my workout time, I go. No debating, no postponing. That simple decision made consistency feel effortless. Now, at SVYASA, I’ve carried that same principle into my morning yoga sessions. Some mornings, the temptation to sleep a little longer is strong, especially when it’s cool and quiet outside. But I remind myself that I made a promise — to honor my practice and my wellbeing. Missing even once may seem harmless, but it chips away at the discipline I’ve built. What helps me stay committed is remembering how good it feels afterward — not just physically, but mentally. Keeping my word to myself strengthens my confidence. It’s taught me that small daily choices define who we become. The discipline to stay consistent, even in small things, often prepares us for the bigger tests in life. In the end, I’ve realized that it’s much easier to follow through 100% of the time than to live in the uncertainty of “maybe today I will, maybe I won’t.” That clarity brings peace — and a quiet sense of self-respect that’s worth every early morning.

This story really touched me. It reminded me that giving from our own share, even when it means letting go of something we want, carries a special kind of meaning. It’s easy to give when we have extra, but when we share what’s ours — what we might need too — it becomes an act of love that stays with us. I remember one evening in the hostel when one of my friends wasn’t feeling well. She hadn’t eaten all day because she couldn’t go to the mess, and I had just one packet of Maggie left — the one I had saved for late-night snack. For a second, I hesitated, but then I made it for her. We both sat together talking and laughing while she ate, and somehow, I felt happier than if I had eaten it myself. That small moment reminded me that giving doesn’t reduce what we have — it multiplies the warmth around us. When it comes to helping others, I feel it’s important to do it in a way that respects their dignity. Everyone wants to feel capable and not dependent, so I’ve learned that offering help gently — without making it seem like charity — keeps the bond genuine. What helps me see giving as greater than keeping is the joy and connection it brings. The feeling that you made someone’s day a little lighter is priceless. Being a hosteller has taught me that sharing — whether it’s food, notes, or even emotional support — creates a kind of family away from home. And in that, I’ve realized that giving never empties you; it only fills you more.