another me

Grandmother's wisdom echoed as I discovered Swami Paramarthananda's teachings about selflessness. Like Avvaiyar's ancient verses, they revealed something profound: the person I'm becoming mirrors countless others seeking truth. Social rewards once defined me—likes, validation, applause. But standing before the mirror today, I saw my reflection multiply into every soul choosing compassion over recognition. My daughter asked why I'd changed. I explained that helping others wasn't about gratitude or praise anymore. It was about recognizing that sacred spark in everyone. This journey toward another me, a better version, connected me to generations before and those coming after. We're all writing the same story, just different chapters.