The tail of truth

There was once a seeker who wrote, not to hurt others or to spread misery, but to find her  inner self of peace. Each word she  wrote was a reflection of her  own truth—sometimes painful, sometimes tender—but always  alone.

The seeker said, “Truth behold, I seek the truth no matter how painful I feel. I must face my truth and follow the Hanuman tail to carry me into divinity.”

Yet, even as she  wrote stories from her  experience or stories she created, she  felt the need to forgive herself. For each story was like a mirror, showing what lay hidden inside. By painting words and weaving them into stories, the seeker saw how life itself unfolded before them.

That is why she  continued in faith—chanting, kriyas, and sadhanas, never stopping—always asking, “Why is it not enough? What more must I do?”

And the answer whispered within: You blog because it is your way of truth. Your words are not chains but wings. Through them you release what burdens you, and through them you find peace of heart and mind.

So the seeker kept writing—not to please, not to wound, but to walk the path of truth, one word at a time.