Dharavandhoo (Maldives): A Little Island, A Lasting Impression

Seven days of turquoise waters, marine wonders, and unexpected tranquillity in the Maldives

The Island That Had Been Calling Me

For years, pictures of the Maldives had held me spellbound. The crystal-clear turquoise waters, the pristine beaches, and the enchanting shades of blue had repeatedly stirred a desire to visit this island paradise. India is one of the leading sources of tourists to the Maldives, and I could understand why. There was something irresistible about those pictures.

But admiring photographs and experiencing a place are two entirely different things.

When an opportunity arose in July 2026 to accompany our daughter to Dharavandhoo in the Maldives while she pursued her passion for diving, I jumped at it. We planned a week's stay, looking forward to a holiday that promised both marine adventures and the pleasure of being surrounded by Nature.

Little did I know that this small island would offer me something more precious than beautiful scenery. It would give me moments of deep tranquillity, simple pleasures, and a quiet longing to return even before I had left.

Dharavandhoo is an inhabited local island in the Baa Atoll, a region famous for its rich marine life and its proximity to Hanifaru Bay, a UNESCO Biosphere Reserve. The island has a distinctive character, with its village, small airport, and a substantial stretch of tropical vegetation. Fishing, agriculture, and tourism sustain the local economy.

Unlike the luxurious, secluded resort islands often associated with the Maldives, Dharavandhoo offers an opportunity to experience everyday island life alongside the beauty of the ocean. And that was precisely what appealed to me.

From the Skies to the Sea

Our journey began with a three-hour flight to Malé, the capital of the Maldives. From there, we boarded a domestic flight that took barely twenty minutes to reach Dharavandhoo.

By evening, we had arrived.

A representative from Kiha Beach, our beachfront boutique hotel, was waiting at the airport. Within ten minutes, we were at the hotel, ready to settle into our island home for the next seven days.

Kiha Beach had modern, comfortable rooms, and ours offered a wonderful view of the ocean through large glass doors. The thought of waking up and looking straight at the sea was delightful.

After leaving our luggage in the room, we walked to C-Plankton restaurant for dinner. We had a decent meal, returned to our room, and went to sleep, ready to begin our island adventure the following morning.

But even during that first evening, I noticed something that made me feel unexpectedly at home. The roads were not all tarred. Trees grew around the houses, and there was a certain quietness about the place. There were no four-wheelers constantly zooming past, disturbing the peace. Something about the island reminded me of my childhood days at my grandmother's home.

It is not merely the greenery or the unpaved roads. It was the atmosphere of simplicity, the feeling that life could move at a gentler pace. The island seemed to have retained something that modern life has gradually taken away from many of us. I felt comfortable almost immediately.

A Hammock Above the Sea

On the morning of the 12th, our daughter left early for her diving session. My husband accompanied her to the diving centre, which was within walking distance of our hotel.

That was one of the pleasures of Dharavandhoo. The island is small enough to explore on foot, measuring approximately 1.33 kilometres in length and 0.48 kilometres in width. One could walk from one end to the other without much difficulty.

After my husband returned, we went to the nearby sea for some snorkelling. The water was inviting, and it was lovely to be in such close contact with the ocean. But the experience that stayed with me was something quite different.

I settled into a hammock suspended above the water. As the waves rolled in, my feet and then nearly half my body dipped into the sea. It was a delightful sensation!

I had never experienced anything quite like it before. There was no need to do anything, go anywhere, or achieve anything. I could simply lie there, feel the movement of the water, and enjoy the moment.

After breakfast, we returned to our room. I sat on the bed, gazing at the sea through the large glass doors. I remained there for hours.

The changing shades of blue, the gentle movement of the waves, and the vast expanse of water had a deeply calming effect on me. I did not feel the need to fill the time with an activity. Watching the sea itself was enough.

As someone who values meditation, healing, and time spent in Nature, I have often spoken about the restorative power of quietness. Yet, it is one thing to speak about it and quite another to experience it so effortlessly.

There, in Dharavandhoo, the sea seemed to invite me into silence. I could sit and watch, without feeling that I was wasting a single minute. Perhaps this was one of the greatest gifts of the holiday: discovering that doing nothing can sometimes be the most nourishing thing we can do.

Beneath the Turquoise Waters

The waters of the Maldives are famous for their extraordinary clarity. Shallow lagoons with white sandy bottoms, relatively low plankton levels in many areas, the absence of major rivers carrying sediment from large landmasses, and the natural processes associated with coral reefs all contribute to those beautiful shades of turquoise and blue. Yet, beneath that tranquil surface lies a world full of movement and life.

Dharavandhoo is particularly attractive to divers and snorkellers because of its rich marine environment. Its home reef offers opportunities to encounter a variety of marine creatures, including manta rays in suitable conditions.

One does not necessarily have to be a trained scuba diver to appreciate this underwater world. Snorkelling allows visitors to observe marine life from the surface, although the creatures one encounters naturally depends on the season, sea conditions, and location.

A short boat ride from the island takes visitors to Hanifaru Bay, one of the most remarkable marine sites in the region. From approximately May to November, plankton-rich waters can attract large aggregations of manta rays. On exceptional occasions, many manta rays gather together to feed, creating an unforgettable spectacle. Whale sharks are also found in the wider region.

For divers, underwater photographers, and marine enthusiasts, this is an extraordinary natural attraction.

Our daughter had come primarily for these underwater experiences. For her, the ocean offered exploration and adventure. For me, it offered something equally fascinating, but in a different way. I was happy simply to be near the water, observing its inhabitants whenever the opportunity arose and allowing the sea to work its quiet magic on me.

We were experiencing the same island, but each of us was finding our own kind of joy.

New Friendships and Conversations of the Soul

One of the unexpected pleasures of travel is the people we meet along the way. During our stay, we became friendly with another person who had come to Dharavandhoo for diving, along with his wife. They were an open-minded, pleasant couple, and we soon found ourselves having interesting conversations about spirituality.

For me, such encounters are among the most meaningful aspects of travelling. Beautiful landscapes may capture our attention, but conversations with people can touch us at a deeper level. The wife was interested in healing. She took healing sessions from our daughter and was astonished by how deeply relaxed she felt afterwards.

It was lovely to see someone approach these experiences with curiosity and then discover something meaningful for herself. Our friendship continued throughout the week. There were more conversations, and she later took a hypnotherapy session from our daughter as well.

It was a reminder that travel can bring together people who might otherwise never have crossed paths. Different lives, different backgrounds, and different interests can suddenly meet in one small island, opening the door to new experiences and exchanges. Sometimes, the most memorable souvenirs we bring home are not things we buy, but the connections we make.

When we were walking back to our hotel, got to see an extraordinary sight of cats' conference on the way.

An Evening with Sharks and Rays

On the evening of our third day, we walked towards the far end of the island on the right-hand side.

What we witnessed there was fascinating.

Sharks and rays were swimming surprisingly close to the shore. We sat and watched them, fascinated by the movement of these creatures in the shallow waters.

There was something extraordinary about seeing marine life so close without having to venture far into the ocean.

We stayed there until sunset, watching the water and the creatures moving through it.

The experience brought home a simple truth: Nature does not always require elaborate arrangements or expensive excursions to reveal its wonders. Sometimes, all we need is to be in the right place, at the right time, with the willingness to observe. The ocean was providing its own spectacle, and we were fortunate enough to have a front-row seat.

A New Moon by the Ocean

The fourth day was quieter for me. While my husband went snorkelling, I stayed back, reading and updating my diary. I enjoy recording experiences while they are still fresh, preserving not only what happened but also the thoughts and feelings that accompanied them.

For lunch, we chose Dharavandhoo Fishing Club Restaurant. We enjoyed some of the dishes, though we found that the quality of the fish was not always to our liking. The pulao was good, and the mashed potato was particularly delicious.

After lunch, I returned to one of my favourite occupations on the island: sitting with my daughter on the wooden hammock and watching the sea.

There is a special kind of companionship in being able to sit quietly with someone without needing to fill every moment with conversation. We could simply watch the waves, enjoy the surroundings, and let the atmosphere do the rest.

That day was also a New Moon.

For me, the lunar cycle has long been an opportunity to pause, reflect, and turn inward. I conduct group meditations around the New Moon and Full Moon, using these occasions to encourage people to review their inner lives and release what no longer serves them.

So, on this New Moon day, we did the meditation I had prepared for the occasion.

What could be more appropriate than spending such a day beside the ocean?

The vastness of the sea, the rhythm of the waves, and the stillness that surrounded us seemed to complement the inward journey of meditation. I often tell people that we need not always travel somewhere special to meditate. But when our surroundings naturally encourage silence, the experience can become particularly beautiful.

Dharavandhoo offered me just that.

The Ocean's Unexpected Feeding Time

Later, we walked towards the far end of the island again.

We discovered that fish waste was being discarded into the sea at a particular time each day. This had become a regular occurrence, and many fish gathered there in anticipation of the food.

It was a fascinating sight.

We watched as numerous marine creatures appeared, drawn to the spot. That evening, we counted thirteen sharks and also saw marble rays, electric rays, and what appeared to be cow-nosed rays.

The gathering was remarkable, although the practice of discarding fish waste into the sea also made me reflect on how human activity influences marine life.

It was an unusual opportunity to observe these creatures so close to shore. At the same time, it reminded me that the relationship between humans and Nature is not always as simple as it appears.

We depend on Nature for our survival and pleasure, but our actions also affect the ecosystems we visit.

Travel becomes richer when we do more than admire a place. It becomes an opportunity to observe, learn, and reflect on our own relationship with the world around us.

Discovering Theluli Fai

Food is an important part of discovering a place, and our fifth day brought us a delightful local culinary experience. Early that morning, our daughter was going to the jetty in the hotel vehicle. We accompanied her, and the driver kindly took us around the island. It was a lovely way to see more of Dharavandhoo and observe its everyday life.

Later, we went snorkelling, and when lunchtime arrived, we returned to Dharavandhoo Fishing Club Restaurant.

This time, our meal included a tender coconut drink, fried rice, vegetable curry prepared with turmeric and coconut milk, and salad.

But the highlight was something I had never tasted before: fried moringa leaves with onion slices.

The dish is known locally as Theluli Fai.

It was delicious!

I have always been interested in traditional foods, particularly dishes that use locally available ingredients in simple ways. Moringa leaves are familiar to me, but this preparation was new, and I immediately decided that I must try making it at home.

It is amazing how a simple dish can become one of the most memorable discoveries of a holiday.

We often travel thousands of kilometres to see beautiful landscapes, but sometimes a new flavour gives us an equally lasting memory.

Theluli Fai was certainly going to travel home with me, at least in the form of a recipe and a culinary experiment!

The Luxury of Watching the Sea

By the sixth day, I had settled into a comfortable rhythm.

While my daughter and husband went snorkelling, I stayed in the room, watching the sea.

Some people might wonder whether I was missing out by not joining every excursion. After all, we had travelled all the way to the Maldives, a destination celebrated for its marine adventures.

But I have learnt that a holiday does not have to be a continuous series of activities.

We each have different ways of enjoying a place. My husband and daughter were happiest exploring the underwater world, while I found immense pleasure in sitting quietly, reading, writing in my diary, and observing the sea.

The large glass doors of our room framed the ocean like a living painting. The waves were never exactly the same. Their movements, colours, and reflections kept changing, yet the sea retained its timeless presence.

I could sit there for hours without feeling bored.

Perhaps, as we grow older, we begin to appreciate a different kind of luxury. It is not necessarily about the size of a room, the number of activities offered, or the variety of things we can buy.

Sometimes, luxury is having the time and space to be completely at ease.

It is waking up without hurry, sitting without a schedule, and allowing the mind to settle naturally.

For me, Dharavandhoo offered this luxury in abundance.

Until We Meet Again, Dharavandhoo

The following morning, it was time to leave.

The hotel staff took us to the airport, and we prepared to say goodbye to the little island that had been our home for a week.

We had come because our daughter wanted to dive. We had enjoyed snorkelling, watched sharks and rays, explored the island, discovered local food, and made friends with a lovely couple.

Yet, when I looked back on the holiday, it was not just these experiences that remained with me.

I remembered the unpaved roads that had reminded me of my childhood. The trees, the quietness, and the absence of constant traffic. The hammock suspended over the water. The hours spent watching the sea through the glass doors. The New Moon meditation beside the ocean. The simple pleasure of discovering a delicious local dish.

Above all, I remembered the feeling of peace.

Dharavandhoo was not merely a beautiful island with crystal-clear waters. It was a place where I could slow down, turn inward, and enjoy Nature without feeling the need to do anything more.

Perhaps that is why, as we were leaving, a small voice inside me whispered:

“I would love to come back again.”

I smiled at the thought.

Some places impress us with their grandeur. Others captivate us with their beauty. And then there are places that quietly find a home in our hearts.

Dharavandhoo had done that to me.

As the island receded from view, I carried away memories of turquoise waters, fascinating marine life, warm friendships, and delicious food. But I also carried something less tangible and far more precious: the memory of a week in which I had felt wonderfully at peace.

And somewhere within me, the little island was already waiting for my return.

Until we meet again, Dharavandhoo!

 

When the Ravens Took Flight: A Healing Journey Beyond the Mind

 

Sometimes, we seek relief from our burdens and discover something far more profound — a doorway to inner freedom.

An Unexpected Journey

Just two days before leaving for my ten-day retreat on Advaita Awakening in Coimbatore, I received a call from a doctor client who wanted a healing session. I told her that I would be away for two weeks and would give her an appointment after returning.

We eventually had our session, and it was a beautiful experience.

One of the most rewarding aspects of my healing work is witnessing clients journey deep within themselves. As they relax and let go, something seems to shift. When they return to their ordinary awareness, their faces often look remarkably different — peaceful, radiant, and glowing.

After our session, my client described what she had experienced. I was so touched by her account that I requested her to write it down as feedback.

What she sent me was much more than a description of a healing session. It was a journey through pristine waters, magnificent skies, dense forests, and mighty mountains — a journey that seemed to release burdens she had carried for a long time.

The Resistance to Change

My client began by saying that this was the session she had been patiently waiting for. Interestingly, by then, most of the problems that had initially triggered her had disappeared. Yet she still wished to experience the boundless wonders of energy.

Her day had been hectic, and she had been struggling to manage her time. As she settled into the session, she reflected on how complicated the human mind can be.

We consciously seek change, yet resist the very change we long for.

We want peace but continue feeding our worries. We want freedom but hold on to resentment. We want to move forward but find ourselves returning to familiar emotional patterns.

Meanwhile she felt my voice so pleasant, melting her  into a state of trance and everything around her started moving away as  she  got transported to a different realm.

Floating in Pristine Waters

She found herself floating in beautiful blue water — crystal clear, fresh, untouched, and unpolluted.

She could see aquatic life, colourful fish, lotus flowers, and water lilies. She felt suspended in a profound state of meditation.

In her own words, this was the first time she had permitted herself to give back the peace her body deserved.

How often do we deny ourselves this simple gift?

We spend our days managing responsibilities, relationships, careers, and material concerns. Even when our bodies rest, our minds continue working.

Sometimes, what we need is not another solution to a problem, but the willingness to put everything aside for a while.

During the session, she asked herself a profound question:

“If this were the last day of your life, what would you choose? Would you leave everything behind, or continue carrying it all on your head?”

What a powerful question!

If we knew that our time were limited, would we still give so much importance to every resentment, disappointment, and material concern? Or would we choose to live with greater gratitude and lightness?

The Eagle's Message

Her journey continued into the vast sky.

She saw an eagle and many crows flying against the currents of the wind. Their wings were flapping relentlessly as they worked to propel themselves forward.

We often look at birds soaring through the sky and imagine how easy their lives must be. They seem free, untouched by the struggles that burden human beings.

But my client imagined the eagle responding to her with a sigh:

“Oh, you think my life is easy?”

What a beautiful insight!

Every life has its challenges, whether visible or invisible. Even when nature supports us, we still have our part to play.

The eagle's imagined message reminded her that divine care does not necessarily mean a life without effort. We may receive support and guidance, but we must also participate in our own journey.

Perhaps the same applies to healing. We may receive help from others, but our willingness to look within and work through our difficulties remains essential.

When the Ravens Appeared

This is the part of her experience that touched me most personally.

As her inner journey unfolded, she saw flocks of crows and ravens flying across a magnificent blue sky, dotted with fluffy, cotton-like clouds. She could almost feel the mist in the clouds, and the experience left her feeling energised.

The raven is my totem animal. Throughout my life, crows have appeared at significant moments, and I have often experienced their presence as meaningful messages.

So, when my client described seeing crows and ravens during her trance, I was deeply moved.

I felt that these birds, which have such a special place in my own spiritual journey, were somehow participating in the healing process.

I cannot claim to know exactly what their appearance meant or how it came about. But the experience resonated deeply with me.

Sometimes, meaningful experiences arrive in ways we cannot fully explain. We can analyse them, question them, or simply remain open to the possibility that they hold a personal significance for us.

For me, the appearance of the ravens was a beautiful reminder of the mysterious connections we sometimes experience between our inner world and the natural world.

From Fear to Freedom

My client then described something equally remarkable.

In the past, passing through dense forests would bring a shadow of fear over her. When she saw mighty mountains, she would imagine them crashing down upon her.

The mind can transform even the most magnificent aspects of nature into sources of fear.

But this time, everything was different.

She wrote,"My guru, Beena ma’am, was joyous, beaming out after her meditation retreat and then it opened up something in me."

She found herself floating among the clouds, looking down upon the mountains and forests. Instead of feeling threatened, she enjoyed the experience.

The mountains had not changed. The forests had not changed. What had changed was her relationship with them.

This is a powerful reminder that transformation does not always require the world around us to change. Sometimes, our inner response changes everything.

The same situation that once overwhelmed us may eventually be viewed with calmness. A fear that once restricted us may gradually lose its hold.

When our inner landscape changes, the outer landscape can appear entirely different.

Laying Down the Burdens

As the session progressed, my client became aware of the heaviness she had been carrying, particularly in relation to the materialistic world.

She described how her ego, bitterness, animosity, and resistance seemed to loosen their grip. She struggled to find words to describe the emotional cycles from which she felt released.

She had initially requested a cathartic experience to wash away her burdens. What she experienced, however, was much more than she had anticipated.

She felt that something had opened within her, allowing her to approach her sadhana with renewed receptivity.

She also shared that the healing seemed to continue for days after the session.

Her final reflection was that she had received much more than she had expected from any other healing modality she had experienced.

For me, this is one of the most rewarding aspects of facilitating inner work: witnessing people discover new perspectives and possibilities within themselves.

I do not see myself as the person who makes healing happen. My role is to facilitate the process. Each person's inner journey is unique, and I remain grateful whenever I am allowed to witness such a transformation.

What This Experience Taught Me

As I read her feedback, I reflected on the extraordinary ways in which our inner world can communicate.

Water, wind, birds, clouds, mountains, and forests became part of my client's journey through fear, effort, gratitude, and release.

Her experience with the eagle reminded her that every life has its challenges. Her journey above the mountains helped her encounter familiar fears from a different perspective. The pristine waters gave her an experience of peace.

And the appearance of the crows and ravens touched something deeply meaningful in my own spiritual life.

I received her feedback with gratitude and wonder. It reminded me that we cannot always predict what will emerge when a person turns inward.

We can provide a supportive space, but we must allow the experience to unfold without imposing our interpretations upon it.

An Invitation to All of Us

Perhaps we could all benefit from asking ourselves a few questions.

What burdens are we carrying that we no longer need to hold so tightly?

What fears are colouring our perception of the world?

What emotional patterns continue to repeat themselves, even when we sincerely wish to move beyond them?

And when was the last time we gave ourselves permission to experience peace without first having to solve every problem in our lives?

We may not always be able to change our circumstances immediately. But we can learn to observe ourselves with greater awareness, create moments of stillness, and become receptive to the lessons that life and nature offer us.

Sometimes, freedom begins with a simple decision: to stop carrying everything on our heads, even if only for a little while.

And sometimes, when we allow ourselves that space, we discover that the freedom we were seeking was not as far away as we imagined.

As for the ravens and crows that appeared in my client's experience, I will continue to hold that moment close to my heart. Whether viewed as a meaningful coincidence, a personal symbol, or something more mysterious, their presence reminded me to remain open to the wonder of life's unfolding.

We may enter a healing session seeking relief from our burdens, but emerge with something far more precious: a new way of seeing ourselves, our fears, and the world around us.

And for that, I remain deeply grateful.

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With gratitude to Dr. S.V. Dinesha for her beautiful feedback

 

 

When a Book Becomes a Bridge Across Lifetimes

 

An Unforgettable Past Life Regression Experience with a Young Woman from Japan

I have been practicing Past Life Regression Therapy for almost two decades, and during these years I have witnessed many fascinating experiences. Yet, every now and then, a case comes along that leaves me thinking about the mysterious ways in which life brings people and circumstances together.

Recently, I had one such experience.

What makes this story particularly interesting is not only what happened during the regression, but also how this young woman found her way to me in the first place.

A Remarkable Journey to India

The young woman was from Japan. She is currently doing a course in the Netherlands, where students have the opportunity to choose a country in which to spend six months.

She chose India.

She arrived in India on 7th August and was staying in Udupi.

Quite unexpectedly, she happened to be staying in a house where my husband and I had previously stayed during one of our Couchsurfing experiences.

And there, on a bookshelf, was my book on Reiki.

She picked it up.

Although she was not very fluent in English, she became so interested in the book that she actually finished reading it within a single day!

While discussing the book with her host, she mentioned her interest in it. The host then told her,

"I know the author very well. She has stayed with us, and we have also stayed at her home."

The young woman was immediately intrigued.

She said that she would like to experience a Past Life Regression.

And what happened next was incredibly quick.

She had arrived in India on the 7th.

On the 15th of August, just eight days later, she was sitting with me in Belgaum for her Past Life Regression session.

Sometimes life creates connections in ways we could never plan ourselves.

The Hall of Doors

During a Past Life Regression, I often use an imagery technique in which I guide the person to imagine walking into a long hall.

There are many doors on either side.

I tell them that one of these doors represents a lifetime that is relevant for them to explore at that particular time.

They don't have to choose intellectually.

They simply allow themselves to notice which door seems to be calling or pulling them.

Something very unusual happened with this young woman.

She entered the hall and told me:

"I want to go through two doors."

This had never happened to me before.

I simply told her, "That's perfectly fine. We can explore them one at a time."

And so we did.

Her Fascination with Stones

One of the things she had always experienced in her present life was a deep fascination with stones.

Since childhood, she had loved collecting stones.

She was naturally drawn to them and would collect them whenever she found interesting ones.

During one of the regression experiences, she found herself in another lifetime.

She experienced herself dying.

She was alone, outdoors, in an open space.

Then she witnessed something extraordinary.

She saw her body after death gradually disintegrating and becoming incorporated into the stones around her.

For her, this experience seemed to provide an answer to something she had always wondered about:

Why am I so deeply fascinated by stones?

Of course, Past Life Regression experiences are deeply subjective, and they should not automatically be interpreted as historically verifiable memories.

But from a therapeutic and symbolic perspective, the experience can sometimes be profoundly meaningful.

For this young woman, the connection between her lifelong attraction to stones and what she experienced during regression was striking.

It gave her a completely new perspective on something that had been part of her life since childhood.

The Most Beautiful Part of the Session

But there was another aspect of the session that touched me even more.

As we continued, she began experiencing scenes from her life—both from her present life and from the lives she was exploring.

And what was remarkable was that she wasn't seeing only painful or difficult experiences.

She was experiencing beautiful moments.

She was enjoying them.

She was feeling the emotions associated with those experiences.

As I watched her, I could see her face changing.

Her face began to glow.

There was happiness in her expression.

She was smiling as she experienced these beautiful moments.

As a therapist, watching that transformation was deeply satisfying for me.

So often, people come for regression because they are struggling with fears, unexplained emotions, patterns or difficulties.

But this session reminded me that our inner journey does not have to be only about searching for pain or trying to find something wrong.

Sometimes it is also about remembering the beauty.

Remembering joy.

Remembering love.

Remembering experiences that make us feel alive.

What Stayed with Me

This session was memorable for another reason.

Look at the sequence of events.

A young woman from Japan chooses India for her six-month stay.

She chooses Udupi.

She happens to stay in a house where my husband and I had previously stayed.

She notices my Reiki book.

She reads it in a day.

She discovers that her host knows me personally.

She decides that she wants a Past Life Regression.

And within just eight days of arriving in India, she finds herself sitting in front of me in Belgaum.

Was it coincidence?

Was it synchronicity?

Was it simply a series of seemingly unrelated events coming together?

I don't think we always need to have an immediate answer.

Sometimes it is enough to simply observe how beautifully life unfolds.

Every Journey Is Unique

After nearly two decades of working with Past Life Regression, I have learned that every session is different.

Some people encounter difficult experiences.

Some discover patterns that help them understand aspects of their present life.

Some experience symbolic imagery.

And sometimes, as in this case, a person encounters something completely unexpected.

The purpose, in my view, is not to become attached to proving whether every image or experience represents a literal historical past life.

The deeper value can be in what the experience reveals to the person about themselves—their emotions, patterns, fears, attractions, relationships and inner world.

For this young woman, the session brought an intriguing insight into her lifelong fascination with stones.

But perhaps even more importantly, she experienced something beautiful:

the joy of her own inner journey.

And for me, that was equally precious.

As I watched her face glow with happiness while she experienced those moments, I felt grateful to have been able to accompany her on that journey.

Sometimes, we don't know where a book will take us.

We don't know where a journey will take us.

And we certainly don't know where a single curious thought will take us.

But perhaps life has its own way of bringing us exactly where we need to be.

A book on a shelf.
A chance meeting.
A journey across countries.
A regression into another time.

And one unforgettable experience.

Perhaps some journeys are meant to happen.

We simply have to be open enough to recognize them when they do.

You can listen to her experience HERE

 

The Art of Making Life Choices: Decide, Learn, and Move Forward

 

One of the most common questions people ask is: “How do I make the right choices in life?”

Whether it is choosing a career, a life partner, a business opportunity, a place to live, or even making day-to-day decisions, life constantly presents us with choices. Many people worry about making the wrong decision and spend a great deal of time wondering what the future holds.

But there is a simple truth: the secret to a successful life is not making perfect choices—it is learning to live peacefully with the choices you make.

Two Ways to Make Decisions

In my experience, there are generally two approaches to making choices.

1. Trust Your Intuition

Some people have a strong intuitive sense. They can feel what is right for them without needing extensive analysis. Their inner voice guides them toward a decision.

Intuition is like an internal compass. It often works beyond logic and reasoning. When developed through self-awareness, meditation, and life experience, intuition can become a powerful guide.

Many of the most meaningful decisions in life cannot be calculated on a spreadsheet. Sometimes, you simply know what feels right.

2. Use Logic and Analysis

Others prefer a logical approach. They carefully examine all the available information, weigh the pros and cons, consider possible outcomes, and then make a decision.

This method is especially useful when dealing with practical matters such as finances, business decisions, career planning, or major commitments.

A logical approach reduces impulsive choices and helps create clarity when emotions are running high.

Which Method Is Better?

The answer is simple: both are valid.

Some people are naturally intuitive. Others are naturally analytical. Many successful decisions come from a combination of both—listening to the heart while engaging the mind.

The important thing is not the method you use. It is that once you make a decision, you commit to it and move forward.

The Real Secret: Don't Regret Your Choices

This is where most people struggle.

After making a choice, they spend years wondering:

• "What if I had chosen differently?"
• "What if I had taken that opportunity?"
• "What if I had said yes instead of no?"
• "What if I made a mistake?"

The mind keeps revisiting the past, creating endless imaginary scenarios.

But no one can make perfect decisions all the time.

Every human being will make some choices that lead to success and some that lead to disappointment. That is part of being human.

The goal is not to avoid mistakes.

The goal is to learn from them.

Every Choice Teaches Something

Even a decision that appears wrong can become one of life's greatest teachers.

Perhaps a failed business teaches resilience.

Perhaps a difficult relationship teaches wisdom.

Perhaps a missed opportunity teaches patience.

Perhaps a wrong turn leads you to a path you would never have discovered otherwise.

When viewed from a higher perspective, every experience contributes to growth.

The mistake is not making a wrong choice.

The mistake is refusing to learn from it.

Do What Needs to Be Done Today

Life unfolds one moment at a time.

At any given point, ask yourself:

"What is the best thing I can do with the understanding I have right now?"

Then do it wholeheartedly.

Make the choice.

Take the action.

Accept the outcome.

Learn the lesson.

And continue moving forward.

Final Thoughts

Life is not an examination where every answer must be correct. It is a journey of learning, growing, and evolving.

Whether you make decisions through intuition or logic, remember this:

Make your choice with sincerity. Learn from the results. Never waste your energy on regret.

The past cannot be changed, but every lesson from the past can make your future wiser.

The happiest people are not those who always made the right choices.

They are the ones who made their choices, learned their lessons, and kept moving forward with courage and peace.

Choose. Learn. Grow. Move on. That is the art of living.

The quality of your life is not determined by making perfect choices. It is determined by your ability to learn from every choice and keep moving forward.

Make your choice with courage, accept it with grace, learn from it with humility, and move forward with confidence.

The Greatest Wealth You Can Never Afford to Lose

 

There is an old saying that has been passed down through generations:

"When wealth is lost, nothing is lost.
When health is lost, something is lost.
When character is lost, everything is lost."

At first glance, it may seem like a simple proverb. But the more we reflect on it, the more profound its wisdom becomes.

In today's world, people spend enormous amounts of time pursuing wealth. We work hard to earn money, build careers, acquire possessions, and secure our future. While there is nothing wrong with striving for financial stability, problems arise when we begin to believe that wealth is the most valuable thing we possess.

The truth is, money can come and go.

History is filled with stories of people who lost everything financially and yet rebuilt their lives through determination, resilience, and hard work. Wealth is important, but it is not the foundation of our existence. It is a tool, not the essence of who we are.

This is why the proverb says, "When wealth is lost, nothing is lost."

Of course, losing money can be painful and challenging. But as long as we still have our abilities, our values, and our spirit, we have the capacity to create again.

The second part of the saying takes us deeper:

"When health is lost, something is lost."

Health is one of life's greatest blessings. Often, we do not appreciate it until it is affected.

When the body is healthy, we move freely, pursue our dreams, care for our loved ones, and enjoy life's simple pleasures. When health declines, even ordinary activities can become difficult. Physical discomfort, emotional stress, and limitations can affect every aspect of life.

Health influences the quality of our daily experience. That is why losing health means losing something precious.

Yet even here, the proverb does not say that everything is lost.

Why?

Because human beings possess an incredible capacity to adapt, heal, and find meaning despite physical challenges. Many people facing illness continue to inspire others through their courage, kindness, and inner strength.

Then comes the most important part:

"When character is lost, everything is lost."

Why is character considered more valuable than both wealth and health?

Because character is the foundation upon which everything else rests.

Character is revealed in our honesty when no one is watching.

It is reflected in the promises we keep, the compassion we show, the integrity with which we act, and the values we uphold during difficult times.

People may forgive financial mistakes.

They may understand physical limitations.

But when trust is repeatedly broken, when integrity is compromised, and when values are abandoned, the very foundation of relationships begins to crumble.

Character influences how others see us, but more importantly, it influences how we see ourselves.

A person with strong character can lose wealth and rebuild it.

A person with strong character can face illness and still inspire others.

But without character, wealth can become destructive and success can become empty.

In my work with healing and personal transformation, I have noticed something remarkable. People often seek healing because of problems in their external world—financial difficulties, relationship conflicts, career setbacks, or health challenges.

Yet true healing frequently begins when they reconnect with their inner values.

When they choose honesty over blame.

Responsibility over victimhood.

Compassion over resentment.

Gratitude over complaint.

These qualities strengthen character, and as character strengthens, life often begins to transform from within.

The world teaches us to measure success through money, possessions, and status. But deeper wisdom reminds us that our greatest asset is not what we own—it is who we are.

Wealth belongs to the world.

Health belongs to the body.

But character belongs to the soul.

So earn wealth with integrity.

Protect your health with care.

And above all, nurture your character every day.

Because it is the one treasure that gives value to everything else.

 

From Kala Pani to Bioluminescence: An Andaman Travelogue

Where the Sea Lit Up Like a Dream Beneath the Dawn Sky

Every journey has enriched my life in ways I could never have imagined. Travel has not only shown me new places, but also gifted me new perspectives, unforgettable human connections, flavors I had never tasted before, and moments that quietly transformed me from within. Yet, among the many beautiful experiences life has offered, our recent visit to the breathtaking Havelock Island in the Andaman and Nicobar Islands felt truly otherworldly. On the serene shores of Radhanagar beach, I witnessed the enchanting phenomenon of bioluminescence — nature’s own silent magic. In the stillness of a pre-dawn morning, as we kayaked in transparent boats into the sea at 4 a.m., countless tiny phytoplankton beneath the water began to glow with an ethereal blue light, turning every ripple into shimmering poetry. Surrounded by darkness, silence, and waves illuminated like stardust, time itself seemed to pause. We remained in the sea until sunrise, watching the sky slowly awaken in shades of gold and pink — a sight so profoundly beautiful that it felt less like a journey and more like a sacred experience gifted by nature itself.

Arrival at Srivijayapuram: History, Sacrifice, and the Spirit of the Islands

We had our flight to the Andaman and Nicobar Islands on the 10th of April, hoping to reach there by lunchtime. But travel, as always, had its own plans. After sitting inside the aircraft for more than an hour, we were asked to deplane and board another flight. Though the unexpected delay tested our patience, by evening we finally arrived at our destination, carrying with us the quiet excitement of stepping onto these legendary islands.

Our four-day stay at Port Blair was arranged at Hotel Runway Inn. Personally, I prefer calling the city by its newer name, Srivijayapuram—a name that resonates with a certain sacred and divine vibration. The hotel was conveniently located opposite Veer Savarkar International Airport and offered clean, spacious, and comfortable rooms. One of its unique attractions was the rooftop restaurant from where we could directly watch aircraft taking off and landing against the island sky. After some light refreshments, exhaustion took over, and we slipped into a deep, peaceful sleep.

Day 1: Where India’s freedom struggle and ancient tribal cultures come alive

The next morning, refreshed after a good bath and breakfast, we set out to visit the historic Cellular Jail. Ever since childhood, the words Kala Pani had stirred curiosity in my mind. Standing there in front of the massive colonial structure, I could almost feel the silent cries and unimaginable suffering endured by India’s freedom fighters.

                                                               Cellular jail corridor

Kala Pani, literally meaning “Black Water,” was one of the harshest punishments imposed by the British during the colonial era. Freedom fighters were brought across the seas and imprisoned in tiny solitary cells designed to completely isolate them from human contact. They were subjected to grueling labor, severe torture, whipping, and unimaginable mental agony—all in an attempt to crush the spirit of India’s independence movement. Walking through those narrow corridors and dark prison cells was an emotionally overwhelming experience. History suddenly no longer felt distant; it felt alive.

From there, we continued our exploration of the islands’ culture and heritage by visiting the Fisheries Museum, which offered a fascinating glimpse into the rich marine life of the Andaman seas. The colorful collection of corals, shells, exotic fish species, and underwater life beautifully reflected the biodiversity hidden beneath the turquoise waters surrounding the islands.

Our next stop was the Anthropological Museum, which gave us deeper insight into the lives of the indigenous tribes of the Andaman and Nicobar Islands. The displays of traditional tools, clothing, photographs, and models of tribal dwellings provided a rare opportunity to understand the ancient cultures and lifestyles of communities that have lived in harmony with nature for centuries.

The Ancient Soul of the Andamans

Beyond the turquoise waters, white sandy beaches, and breathtaking sunsets, the Andaman and Nicobar Islands hold something far deeper within them—an ancient human story that stretches back tens of thousands of years.

Long before tourists arrived on these islands and long before colonial powers discovered them, these forests and shores were home to some of the oldest surviving indigenous communities in the world. Archaeological and genetic studies suggest that the ancestors of the Andaman tribes migrated out of Africa nearly 50,000 to 60,000 years ago and eventually settled in these isolated islands. Over countless generations, separated from the mainland world, they developed their own unique cultures, languages, traditions, and ways of living in harmony with nature.

Historically, the islands were inhabited by several distinct tribes, including the Great Andamanese, the Onge, the Jarawa, and the mysterious Sentinelese people, who continue to remain almost completely isolated from the outside world even today.

These communities traditionally lived as hunter-gatherers, depending on fishing, forest produce, and small animals for survival. Their understanding of the forests, sea, tides, and natural rhythms was extraordinary. Nature was not merely a resource for them—it was life itself.

However, the peaceful isolation of these tribes was deeply disturbed during the British colonial period, especially after the establishment of the penal colony and the infamous Cellular Jail. The arrival of outsiders brought diseases, displacement, violence, and enormous cultural disruption. Entire tribal populations declined drastically, particularly the Great Andamanese, whose numbers were reduced to a tiny fraction of what they once were.

Even today, many of these communities continue to face serious challenges—loss of land, exposure to diseases, cultural erosion, and increasing pressure from tourism and development. The Indian government has placed restrictions on entry into tribal areas in an effort to protect their autonomy and preserve their fragile way of life.

Among them, the Sentinelese remain perhaps the most mysterious community in the world. Living on North Sentinel Island, they continue to resist outside contact and choose isolation, as though guarding not just their land, but an ancient chapter of human history itself.

As we traveled through the forests and creeks of the Andamans, especially near the protected tribal reserve regions, there was a quiet awareness that these islands are not merely tourist destinations. They are living reminders of humanity’s ancient past—places where time seems to move differently, and where traces of some of the earliest human journeys on earth still survive.

We also visited the historic Chatham Saw Mill, one of the oldest and largest sawmills in Asia. Surrounded by towering trees and the scent of fresh timber, the place carried echoes of the British era. Watching giant logs being processed and learning about the island’s timber history was both educational and intriguing.

                                                           Chatham Saw Mill

After returning to our room and taking some much-needed rest, we once again headed to the Cellular Jail in the evening to witness its famous Light and Sound Show. As darkness fell and the old prison walls lit up with dramatic narration, the story of India’s freedom struggle unfolded before us with great emotional intensity. Listening to the sacrifices, courage, and pain of the revolutionaries awakened a deep sense of patriotism within us. By the end of the show, our hearts were filled with gratitude for the countless souls who suffered so that future generations could breathe in freedom.

Day 2: Echoes of the British Era and the Silent World Beneath the Sea

On the second day of our journey, we set out to explore the historic Ross Island and the beautiful North Bay Island. The day offered a fascinating contrast—one island whispering stories of colonial grandeur and decline, and the other revealing the hidden world beneath the sea.

Ross Island, once the administrative headquarters of the British in the Andaman Islands, still carries the haunting charm of a forgotten era. During the British regime, this tiny island functioned as the capital of Port Blair and was known for its elegant buildings and colonial lifestyle. Today, however, nature seems to have reclaimed what once symbolized imperial power.

As we walked through the island, we came across the ruins of the old Chief Commissioner’s House, Government House, church, bakery, swimming pool, and several other structures—all standing in a beautifully dilapidated condition. Massive roots of ancient trees had wrapped themselves around broken walls and crumbling buildings, as though nature was silently embracing history back into itself. 

There was something deeply poetic about the sight. The island felt less like a tourist spot and more like a reminder of how temporary human power and glory truly are.

From Ross Island, we proceeded to North Bay, famous for its marine activities and crystal-clear waters. One of the highlights there was the glass-bottom boat ride, which allowed us to witness the underwater marine life without entering the sea. Watching the colorful fish glide beneath the boat was certainly fascinating.

Yet, amidst the beauty, there was also a quiet sadness. I had imagined vibrant coral reefs teeming with life and color, but many of the corals appeared faded and lifeless. 

Perhaps climate change, pollution, or rising sea temperatures have slowly affected these delicate underwater ecosystems. The sight became a gentle reminder of how fragile nature truly is and how urgently humanity needs to protect these natural wonders before they disappear forever.

Day 3: Into the Wilderness of Baratang

Day three of our Andaman journey began very early. We were given packed breakfast as our departure to Baratang Island was scheduled at 5 a.m. Sleepy yet excited, we set off toward one of nature’s hidden treasures nestled deep within the islands—the famous limestone caves.

The journey itself was an unforgettable experience. The road from Port Blair to Baratang passed through dense tropical forests, creating the feeling of entering another world altogether. Towering trees, thick greenery, winding roads, and stretches of untouched wilderness made the drive both mysterious and beautiful. Parts of the journey also passed through protected tribal reserve areas, reminding us how closely nature and ancient cultures continue to coexist in these islands.

Baratang is very different from the more touristy parts of the Andamans. It feels raw, quiet, and deeply connected to nature. Unlike beaches filled with resorts and crowds, Baratang offers a glimpse into the untamed soul of the islands. Mangrove creeks, dense forests, limestone formations, and geological wonders make this region truly unique.

To reach the limestone caves, we traveled through serene mangrove waterways in small boats. The sight of the mangrove roots rising mysteriously from the water created an almost cinematic atmosphere. After a short trek through the forest, we finally reached the magnificent limestone caves.

 Formed naturally over thousands of years by the slow deposition of calcium carbonate, the caves displayed stunning stalactite and stalagmite formations. Nature had carved intricate shapes and patterns into the rocks, turning the caves into a silent underground gallery of natural art. Standing inside those cool, ancient chambers felt almost surreal.

Another fascinating attraction near the Jarawa Creek was the mud volcanoes—one of the rare geological phenomena found in India. Unlike fiery volcanic eruptions, these mud volcanoes quietly bubble with mud and natural gases emerging from beneath the earth’s surface. The sight was unusual and strangely captivating. Small pools of grey mud slowly gurgled and released bubbles, as though the earth itself was softly breathing. Though not dramatic in appearance, the uniqueness of witnessing such a rare natural wonder made the visit truly memorable.

Baratang, with its caves, mangroves, forests, and mud volcanoes, revealed a completely different side of the Andamans—wild, ancient, and untouched by the rush of modern life.

Day 4: The Enchanting Shores of Havelock Island

On the fourth day of our journey, carrying packed breakfasts with us, we were transferred early in the morning to the jetty to board the cruise that connects the islands of the Andamans. As the vessel glided across the vast blue waters of the Bay of Bengal, the excitement of visiting the world-famous Havelock Island filled our hearts.

Located about 54 kilometers northeast of Port Blair, Havelock Island—now officially known as Swaraj Dweep—is truly a tropical paradise blessed with turquoise waters, white sandy beaches, and lush greenery. After reaching the island, we checked into Aparupa Sands Marina Resort. 

Surrounded by the peaceful island atmosphere, we took some rest before setting out to explore one of the crown jewels of the Andamans.

Later in the day, we visited the Radhanagar Beach, often regarded as the pride of Havelock Island. The vast stretch of soft white sand, crystal-clear blue waters, and dense tropical forest lining the shore created a scene of beauty. 

The beach was crowded and sort of dirty, and it didn’t impress me, who visits Goa beaches every year.

Radhanagar Beach gained international fame when Time magazine, in 2004, rated it among the finest beaches in Asia.   

Day 5: The Quiet Beauty of Kalapathar and the Adventure of Elephant Beach

On the fifth day of our Andaman journey, after a relaxed breakfast, we headed toward the serene Kalapathar Beach. Among all the beaches we visited in the Andamans, this one captured our hearts the most.

Unlike some of the more crowded tourist spots, Kalapathar Beach had a peaceful, untouched charm. The beach was quiet, clean, and incredibly soothing, with crystal-clear water gently touching the shore. The contrast of the turquoise sea against the dark black rocks—after which the beach gets its name—created a strikingly beautiful landscape. There was a calmness here that invited one to simply sit, breathe, and absorb the beauty of nature.

One of the most delightful sights along the beach was the many small pools of water formed naturally among the rocks during low tide. Tiny fish could be seen jumping playfully from one pool to another, creating moments of childlike wonder and joy. Watching these little movements of marine life in the transparent water felt strangely therapeutic, reminding us how much beauty exists in the smallest details of nature.

Later, two among us decided to trek to the famous Elephant Beach. The trek, which took around twenty minutes, passed through a beautiful forest trail filled with tropical greenery, roots, fallen trees, and the sounds of birds and insects. Walking through the jungle before suddenly emerging onto the bright blue shoreline made the experience even more exciting.

Elephant Beach is especially known for its vibrant coral reefs and water activities. The snorkeling experience there turned out to be unforgettable. Beneath the clear waters lay a fascinating underwater world filled with colorful fish, living corals, and marine life moving gracefully through the sea. Floating above that magical underwater world brought a sense of awe and closeness to nature that words can hardly describe.

The day became a perfect blend of peace and adventure—beginning with the quiet serenity of Kalapathar Beach and ending with the thrill of discovering life beneath the ocean waves.

 Days 6 and 7: Farewell to the Islands

On the sixth day of our journey, after breakfast, we checked out from Aparupa Sands Marina Resort and proceeded to the jetty to board the ferry to Neil Island, now officially known as Shaheed Dweep. Compared to the livelier atmosphere of Havelock, Neil Island felt quieter, slower, and deeply peaceful—as though time itself moved gently there.

Our stay on the island was arranged at Tango Beach Resort. After checking in and taking some rest, we stepped out in the evening to visit the beautiful Bharatpur Beach.

Bharatpur Beach welcomed us with calm turquoise waters, soft sands, and a relaxed island atmosphere. Unlike beaches with roaring waves, the sea here appeared gentle and inviting. The peaceful surroundings, swaying coconut trees, and changing colors of the evening sky created a soothing end to yet another memorable day in the Andamans. There was a certain simplicity about Neil Island that quietly touched the heart.

On the seventh day, after breakfast, we checked out from the resort and boarded the ferry back to Port Blair. The return journey across the sea felt emotional in its own way. As the islands slowly faded into the distance, memories of beaches, forests, glowing waters, historic prisons, mangroves, and sunsets flowed through the mind like scenes from a beautiful dream.

The Grand Finale: Dancing with the Flying Fish

As our ferry moved across the sparkling waters from Neil Island back toward Port Blair, we thought our Andaman journey had almost come to an end. Little did we know that nature still had one final surprise waiting for us—a breathtaking farewell gift from the sea itself.

Suddenly, we began noticing something unusual on the surface of the water. Schools of fish were leaping out of the sea and gliding above the waves for astonishingly long distances. For a few moments, it looked as though the ocean itself had grown wings.

It was our first experience of witnessing the magical phenomenon of flying fish.

The sight was mesmerizing. Dozens of tiny silver fish would suddenly burst out of the water together, their bodies glistening in the sunlight as they “flew” gracefully just above the sea before disappearing back into the waves. Again and again, schools of them appeared, almost like a choreographed performance arranged specially for our farewell from the islands.

Though commonly called “flying fish,” they are not truly capable of powered flight like birds. What they actually do is glide through the air with extraordinary skill. These remarkable fish possess specially adapted large pectoral fins that function almost like wings.

To launch themselves into the air, the fish first swim at extremely high speeds underwater, rapidly beating their tails close to the water’s surface. Once they gather enough momentum, they break free from the sea and spread their wing-like fins wide open, allowing them to glide gracefully above the water for distances that can sometimes extend up to hundreds of meters.

Scientists believe they developed this unique ability mainly as a survival mechanism to escape predators beneath the sea. Ironically, while escaping danger underwater, they create one of the most beautiful spectacles nature has to offer above the waves.

Watching them brought an almost childlike excitement within us. Every time a group of fish rose into the air, the entire ferry seemed to come alive with wonder. Against the endless blue backdrop of the Andaman Sea, the sight felt surreal—as though nature itself was offering a joyful goodbye performance before we left the islands.

By then, our hearts were already overflowing with memories—Cellular Jail, mangrove forests, limestone caves, glowing bioluminescent waters, white sandy beaches, sunrises, and sunsets. But these flying fish somehow became the perfect closing scene to our Andaman story.

A reminder that nature always keeps one last miracle hidden… for those who travel with wonder in their eyes. 

After reaching Port Blair, we rested for the night. The next morning, we headed to Veer Savarkar International Airport to catch our flight back to mainland India.

We were returning home, but not empty-handed. Our minds and hearts were filled with unforgettable experiences, deeper appreciation for nature, renewed patriotism, and countless beautiful memories gifted by the enchanting islands of the Andamans.