राम

Words from the Self

A space for remembering, feeling, and simply being.
Where silence speaks, and words rise softly from within.
Not to impress, not to teach, but to come home to truth.
These are reflections from the quiet corners of the Self.
You’re not here by accident, something in you has always known.

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This is Me — Eyes Closed, Heart Open

I’ve wanted to create a space like this for so long. A place that feels quiet, honest, real — like the pause between two thoughts.

For months — maybe years — I kept waiting for signs, clarity, or some magical direction. But one day I realized: if I keep waiting for the perfect moment, I might wait forever.

So here I am — not because I have everything figured out, but because I don’t.

I feel things intensely, quietly, and sometimes, all at once. And when something touches me — a line, a truth, a river, a sunset — I just can’t keep it to myself. I have to share it. It’s like breathing for me.

This blog isn’t just a collection of thoughts. It’s my reflection. It’s my remembering. It’s my return.

Sometimes what I write is for you. Sometimes it’s for me. Sometimes it’s just a whisper from something deeper.

I’m not here to teach. I’m here to be. And if anything here stirs something in you — then maybe, in some quiet way, we’re walking each other home.

This space is my unfolding. My little sanctuary on the internet. I don’t know what it will become. And that’s the beauty of it.

So come as you are. Read what you feel. Stay as long as you like.

Oh, and yes — welcome. 🌿

— aditea ♡

Be like a river.. Find your way

Watch the river — it doesn’t resist, it doesn’t rush.
It curves around obstacles. It deepens in silence. It dances in sunlight.
In many ways, I feel the path of self-discovery is just like this.
Not a climb, but a surrender. Not a chase, but a flow back inward.
Every time I sit by a river, I’m reminded:
I don’t need to find the Self. I only need to stop fighting the current.
Let this river carry you — back to presence, back to peace, back to the stillness that was always here.

This logo is not just a mark — it’s a mirror of everything I believe in.

The black and white represent what we’re conditioned to see: opposites, extremes, binaries. Right and wrong. Self and other. Light and dark. But life — and truth — is rarely that clean.

The soft grey in this logo is where I live.
It’s the in-between. The seeker’s space. The mystery. The “not this, not that” — neti neti.

The truth is beyond duality. And yet, it includes it all. That’s what the grey means to me — it’s not confusion, it’s spaciousness. It’s where black and white meet, blur, and dissolve.

Minimal logo was intentional. I didn’t want it to scream. I wanted it to breathe. To feel like a pause. A soft point of return.

Whether it’s the tiny dot that symbolizes the bindu — the origin — or the quiet curve of the letters, everything here was chosen slowly.

Because this blog, this space, this presence — isn’t just about what I say. It’s about what’s left in the silence between the words.

That’s what this logo holds. Not a name. A feeling.

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Notes from the Inside

Thoughts, questions, and moments that asked to be written down.
Read what calls you. Leave the rest like river stones.