Life in between Shanti and Maya...

In the quiet moments of life, when we pause and look beyond the noise, we often find ourselves observing a delicate tension — the tension between our search for Shanti and our entanglement in Maya. This tension isn't a flaw. It is not something to be fixed or escaped. It is being human itself.

Shanti is the stillness we intuitively long for — a peace that isn't tied to achievements, applause, or acquisition. It shows up in fleeting moments. Shanti is the space within where nothing is missing. But it can’t be forced. It reveals itself when we stop trying so hard to grasp everything else.

Maya — illusion, distraction, the spinning web of form and desire — is equally a part of us. We live inside stories: of success and failure, identity and ambition, gain and loss. We chase meaning in external markers. Maya is not evil. It's enchanting. It's the play of life, it brings the texture, the drama, the form to living. The problem arises only when we forget it's a play and start believing it's all there is.

As we age, we realize that this tension is not a contradiction - it is the essence of life. It teaches balance. It invites awareness. We are not here to conquer Maya nor to sit forever in Shanti.

We are here to dance between the two, fully awake.

To live well is not to escape Maya or chase Shanti, but to recognize the sacred rhythm in moving between them. That’s where humanity breathes. That’s where grace lives. In this rhythm, we find the most important truth:

We don’t have to pick sides. We just have to stay awake, stay balanced