• Finding That Soul: A Deep Inner Journey Beyond Material Desires

    Finding That Soul: A Deep Inner Journey Beyond Material Desires

    Since childhood, I’ve never been drawn toward material goals the same way many people are. When someone asked me, “What do you want out of life?” I never found myself craving wealth, status, or possessions. Instead, there was this quiet feeling — something deeper, something unexplainable: a sense of waiting… as if I was searching for someone. Not someone useful, or helpful, or convenient — but someone whose soul I could connect with in a way that felt real, familiar, and profound.

    🌙 A Truth I Couldn’t Put into Words

    Back then, I didn’t know how to explain it. I just felt it.

    There was this pull inside me — something that whispered:

    Maybe what I’m searching for isn’t material… maybe it’s spiritual… maybe it’s soulful.

    And what fascinated me the most was this: I felt sure that when I finally saw that person, I would recognize them — not through their name, their story, or their voice… but through their eyes.

    Because for me, eyes reveal what words often hide.
    They show depth, vulnerability, truth, fear, hope — everything the soul carries inside.

    💫 Life’s Many Souls — Yet Not “The One”

    Over the years, many people came into my life — friends, classmates, family members, people who stayed and people who left. And with all of them, I didn’t feel a material pull — no expectations, no definitions, no “what can you do for me.”

    Some connections were beautiful. Some were meaningful.
    But none felt like the one I was waiting for.

    I never met someone and felt:
    “This person will help me build a future.”
    Or
    “This person will change my life.”

    Instead, I always felt:
    I will stand for myself first.
    I am my own strength and my own support.

    And yet… why do I still search?

    🧿 Why Do I Keep Looking?

    Why do I search for someone I’ve never met?

    Why does my heart feel impatient, almost like it knows there’s something destined ahead?

    Maybe it is destiny.
    Maybe it’s curiosity.
    Maybe it’s a longing that refuses to be quiet.

    I don’t have all the answers — but I know this:

    I want someone whose soul resonates with mine,
    whose eyes speak truths my heart already knows,
    whose presence feels familiar — not because of memory,
    but because of soul echo.

    👁 The Eyes I Still Remember

    There was one moment in 9th grade that changed everything —
    a moment I’ll never forget.

    During a school function, I looked into someone’s eyes — someone I didn’t know.

    I don’t remember their face.
    I don’t know their name.
    But those eyes —
    they stayed in my vision for a whole week.

    Just their eyes.
    Nothing else.

    That’s when I knew —
    this wasn’t just a random look.
    This was something deeper.
    Something intangible yet unforgettable.

    Those eyes made me stop and ask:

    Was this the soul I’ve been searching for… or just a glimpse of the longing itself?

    I still don’t know.

    The Real Journey Isn’t Just Finding Someone

    Maybe the person I’m searching for doesn’t exist in the way I imagine.

    Maybe what I’m really searching for is a connection that mirrors what’s already inside me — a sense of belonging, recognition, acceptance, and pure emotional truth.

    Maybe it’s not about finding someone
    but about recognizing the right soul when it finally appears.

    And maybe… just maybe…
    I already carry that connection within me.

    💜 To Every Heart That Feels the Same

    If you’ve ever felt this deep longing — like you’re waiting for something your mind can’t name —
    you are not alone.

    Your heart is not confused.
    Your intuition is not random.
    Your soul is simply listening — deeply, intensely, patiently.

    Let your heart feel.
    Let your soul watch.
    And when that person comes —
    you’ll know them not by their story,
    but by the truth in their eyes.

    “Where intuition meets connection.”

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  • Who I Was — Curious, Calm, and Determined

    Who I Was — Curious, Calm, and Determined

    Growing up as a middle child, I was always eager to be loved — innocent, playful, and full of curiosity. I had a soft and calm nature, but deep inside, I was always aware of myself and determined. Even when life challenged me, I stood up for my peace and grounded myself with certainty.

    I didn’t like owing people anything, and from a young age, I felt this pull to build my own path in life, even when I was shy or unsure of my next step.

    In school, I avoided being number one — not because I lacked strength — but because the spotlight made me nervous. I preferred comfort, quiet moments, and being real with myself and others.


    🎶 My Heartbeat — Music, Dance & Expression

    Music and dance were my second loves — and honestly, they still are. I remember sitting by the TV or radio, listening to songs on repeat, memorizing each tune and every step as if I were the dancer in the videos. I didn’t just hear music — I felt it with every beat.

    There were evenings when I’d sneak up to the terrace with a friend and dance until the sun dipped below the horizon. That freedom, that joy of movement — nothing compared to it.

    I longed to perform in school functions, but something held me back — I couldn’t afford the costumes, and I couldn’t bring myself to ask. Even when little opportunities came my way, I had to let them go because of money — but that didn’t stop my passion. I danced anyway — in front of mirrors, in my room, in my heart.

    Then came 7th grade: a small chance to dance in a school room in front of other girls. I remember how they clapped after I finished — how their eyes widened in surprise. That moment made me realize something beautiful: my passion could touch others. That memory still sparkles inside me.


    The Shift — Yoga, Healing & Inner Strength

    Woman in serene yoga pose under soft light

    With time, my dreams began to widen. I saw that my love for movement wasn’t just dance — it was expression, peace, and harmony. That led me to think deeper about life, health, and inner healing.

    I want to become a yoga trainer — not only to stay healthy myself, but to help others find strength within. Life isn’t always smooth, but that doesn’t mean we stop living with joy and purpose. Life means smiling through challenges, finding strength in struggle, and healing inside so we can live our fullest story.

    If I can help one person feel lighter in their heart, more confident in themselves, or stronger from within — that’s worth everything.


    Why Women’s Healing Matters to Me

    Image alt text: Group of women practicing meditation for inner peace

    I’ve always cared deeply about women — the expectations placed on them, the unspoken rules they live by, the opportunities they miss because someone else decides their limits. Women are told who to be, what to do, how to behave — and too often they lose a part of themselves in the process.

    That breaks me.

    I may not be able to solve everyone’s material problems — but I can help open pathways for inner healing. Through yoga, meditation, mindfulness, and self-awareness — I want women to remember this:

    ✨ When you heal from within… you become unstoppable.
    ✨ When you strengthen your mindset… you rise above fear.
    ✨ When you believe in your worth… no one else can define you.

    We don’t have to wait for a big moment to begin — healing begins with awareness and courage.


    My Motto — Live Boldly, Love Deeply, Laugh Often

    I’ve always lived outside the box when it came to rules that stopped me from fulfilling my heart’s desire. Even if it meant bending a rule or two, I never stopped living fully — whether in joy or pain.

    And here’s what I want you to remember:

    🌟 Life isn’t perfect… but it’s still worth living.
    🌟 You have strength inside you that you haven’t even discovered yet.
    🌟 You can rise again — even after falling.

    And when you live with a smile through challenges — that isn’t just surviving…
    that’s living with soul.


    Let’s Walk This Journey Together

    Thank you for being here. For reading. For caring. For growing.
    Lavenderosy isn’t just my story — it’s a space for your healing, your dreams, and your inner light. This is a place where we don’t just talk about life — we live it, feel it, and rise with it.

    You deserve growth. You deserve soft joy. You deserve to rise.

    Welcome home.


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  • Missing My Mother Today: A Daughter’s Silent Grief That Never Leaves

    Today, my heart feels heavy.
    I find myself missing my mother.

    She is no longer physically with me, yet her presence surrounds me in ways words cannot fully explain. I still feel her—in my thoughts, in my habits, in the way I respond to life. It is as if she never truly left.

    The pain she went through lives quietly in my heart. I often wonder whether all the suffering she endured was something she truly deserved or not. But if anyone ever asks me to judge her life or her choices, my answer will always be no. I will not allow that.

    Because I saw her.
    I observed her closely.
    I understood her—not just as a mother, but as a human being.

    She carried an emotional depth that very few people could recognize. Every child loves their mother, but only a few children truly notice their mother’s pain, and even fewer are able to understand it. I was one of them.

    I watched her carefully.
    I learned from her silence.
    I understood the meaning behind her actions and the weight behind her words.

    Even today, in almost every situation, I know exactly what she would have done or how she would have thought if she were here. Her presence still guides me.

    Someday, when I find the strength, I will share her story with you—the story no one really knows. A story that even after being heard, few could truly understand. The pain, the suffocation, the emotional loneliness that I could not remove from her heart, even though I was her daughter.

    Her last moments stay with me.
    I watched her slowly drift away from me, and I could do nothing. Sometimes, it feels as though I remained silent on purpose. As if I could have saved her. As if I could have healed her.

    But I couldn’t.

    Even today, whenever I remember her, a deep heaviness rises within me. My chest feels tight. The same questions repeat themselves—
    Why did I let her go?
    Why couldn’t I do more?

    Without her, my heart feels empty. Nothing feels joyful anymore. Nothing excites me the way it used to. All my passions seem to have left with her.

    And yet, perhaps this is how she chose to stay—
    Within me.
    In my sensitivity.
    In my way of thinking.
    In my silence.

    These words come from observation, not opinion—from what life has shown me closely.

    -Written by Dolly

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  • A Peaceful Evening I Still Carry Within Me

    A Peaceful Evening I Still Carry Within Me

    There was a time when summers felt alive — not rushed, not heavy, just full of quiet energy.
    From March to August, the climate itself felt different: clear skies, warm sunlight, calm winds, and a softness that touched the heart before the skin.

    I would return from school around 2 p.m.
    My mother would already be waiting, food warm, made with love — the kind of food that doesn’t just fill your stomach, it comforts you. After that, if there was any homework, I finished it quickly. And then, exactly at 4 p.m., without delay, my feet would carry me to my favourite place — the rooftop.

    Up there, the sky felt closer.

    The blue was deep and honest, the clouds pure white, floating freely. I would sit calmly, always facing the east direction, letting the environment sink into me. There was no overthinking then. No stress. No tension. No desires running in my mind.
    It felt as if nature itself had invited me — calling me gently, making me feel that I belong.

    clear blue sky with white clouds during summer evening

    I enjoyed the evening deeply, but interestingly, I never liked watching the sunset.
    Maybe because sunset indicates endings. And being an emotional soul, I never liked the idea of something ending. I always wanted moments to stay… just a little longer.
    So while others looked west, my face stayed east, absorbing the softness of the evening without witnessing the sun disappear.

    That time of day had a magic of its own.

    By 6 p.m., the neighbourhood would come alive. Children would start gathering — laughter echoing, footsteps running, voices calling each other’s names. That was our signal: playtime had begun.
    We played so many games, danced without music, talked endlessly, laughed loudly. That phase of the evening was filled with togetherness — so pure that none of us wanted it to ever change.

    By 8 p.m., one by one, everyone returned home.
    And the evening — my evening — would gently come to rest.

    Those evenings were the best part of my life.
    A time when I was connected to nature, free with friends, present without trying. Just being.

    Now that I’ve grown up, I realise something quietly painful — no matter how much I want to, I cannot fully recreate that feeling. Life has become faster, noisier, heavier. Responsibilities exist where innocence once lived.
    Yet, somewhere deep inside me, that little version of myself still wants to play.

    I still love to play.
    Maybe not with the same games, not in the same lanes — but the desire is alive.
    Because some evenings don’t leave us.
    They become a part of who we are.

    And whenever life feels overwhelming, I close my eyes and return there —
    to the rooftop,
    the blue sky,
    the white clouds,
    and the calm east-facing breeze of a summer evening that never truly ended.

    — Written with love,
    Dolly

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  • What Does Success Mean for Today’s Young Generation?

    What Does Success Mean for Today’s Young Generation?

    Success no longer has a single definition.
    For today’s youth, it is not limited to titles, salaries, or societal approval. The meaning of success has quietly evolved — shaped by changing priorities, mental health awareness, digital freedom, and a desire for purpose.

    The young generation is not confused about success.
    They are redefining it.


    Success Is No Longer Just Money

    Money still matters — but it is no longer the only measure.

    Earlier, success meant:

    • a stable job
    • fixed income
    • lifelong employment

    Today, young people ask deeper questions:

    • Am I growing?
    • Is my work meaningful?
    • Can I live without constant stress?

    A well-paid job without peace no longer feels successful to many.


    Freedom Has Become a New Status Symbol

    For today’s youth, freedom often outweighs formal authority.

    Freedom means:

    • choosing where to work
    • managing time independently
    • exploring multiple careers
    • not being trapped in one role for life

    Success now includes the ability to:

    • say no without fear
    • change direction without guilt
    • build something personal alongside a job

    Mental Peace Is Part of Success

    Burnout culture has taught the young generation a hard lesson:
    achievement without mental well-being is not success.

    Today’s youth value:

    • work-life balance
    • emotional stability
    • respectful workplaces
    • personal boundaries

    Success is being able to sleep peacefully at night — not just earning applause during the day.


    Learning and Growth Matter More Than Permanence

    The younger generation understands that the world is changing fast.

    Instead of asking:

    • Will this job last forever?

    They ask:

    • Will this job help me grow?

    Success is now connected to:

    • learning new skills
    • adapting to change
    • staying relevant
    • continuous self-upgrade

    Stagnation is no longer safety — growth is.


    Purpose Is the New Motivation

    Many young people want work that aligns with their values.

    Success feels deeper when:

    • work creates impact
    • effort feels meaningful
    • actions match inner beliefs

    This is why many youths:

    • build side projects
    • start content platforms
    • explore entrepreneurship
    • choose unconventional careers

    Purpose-driven work may grow slowly — but it lasts longer.


    Comparison Is Fading, Authenticity Is Rising

    The younger generation is slowly stepping away from blind comparison.

    Success is becoming personal:

    • your own definition
    • your own pace
    • your own priorities

    Not everyone wants:

    • promotions
    • corporate ladders
    • public validation

    Some just want:

    • calm mornings
    • creative freedom
    • financial independence
    • self-respect

    That choice itself is a form of success.


    Success Is Now a Journey, Not a Destination

    For today’s youth, success is not a finish line.

    It is:

    • evolving
    • flexible
    • self-defined

    Success today means:

    • being allowed to change
    • being brave enough to start over
    • being honest about what truly matters

    There is no shame in redefining success as you grow.


    Final Thoughts

    The meaning of success for the young generation has shifted from external approval to internal alignment.

    Success now includes:

    • peace of mind
    • freedom of choice
    • personal growth
    • emotional well-being

    And perhaps, that is the healthiest definition of success any generation has ever created.

    young professionals seeking work life balance

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