Loved Anyway !!!

If you’ve ever caught yourself, at any point in your life wondering-

“Would anyone still love me… if I wasn’t trying so hard?”
Or perhaps…
“Would they still accept me, still include me, still want me,if I stopped performing, stopped pleasing, stopped pretending?”

Then this- this is for you my dear reader.

If you ever wondered what would happen if you dropped the mask. If you let the tears come instead of swallowing them back. If you stopped being agreeable just to keep the peace and simply existed- messy, emotional, real.

Would love survive that version of you?

The one who is silent some days, sharp-edged on others.
The one whose softness hides beneath a strong act, whose truth is sometimes tangled, unsure or hard to hold?

If that question has ever lived quietly in your chest,
then let these words be your answer-

The world taught us early how to shine in ways that please. How to perform belonging. How to keep the room comfortable, even when we are falling apart inside.

But let me tell you something, not as advice, not as poetry, but as something that has lived in my heart-

The deepest kind of love, the rare, life-altering kind- is not the one that arrives when you’re at your best. It’s the one that stays when you’re not easy to be around. When your wounds are loud. When your walls are high. When your past walks into the room before you do and your self-doubt clings to every word you speak. It’s not love that demands you to be “better” before it offers warmth. It doesn’t turn away. It doesn’t bargain. It just stays. And when you taste that kind of love, even once, it changes you.

Not because it flatters you. But because it frees you.

You begin to unclench. To exhale. To believe, maybe for the first time, that you are not too much or too little. You are simply, deeply, heartbreakingly human. You stop shrinking to be accepted. You stop editing your soul to fit a frame that was never meant for you. Instead, you start standing tall in your flawed, magnificent skin and whisper-
Here I am. All of me. And I am loved.

That is the beginning of a homecoming. Not to someone else’s arms, but to your own heart.

Because being loved anyway, when the seams show, when the mascara runs, when the silence stretches, when your anger erupts like a storm, is where the sacred truly lives. It’s not the kind of love that wants something from you. It’s the kind that holds you when you have nothing left to give.

It’s the text that says- I’m here, even when you canceled again. It’s the hand that reaches for yours not when you’re glowing, but when you’re gasping. It’s someone sitting beside you in your storm- not trying to fix it, not handing you sunshine, just choosing not to leave.

And maybe, if we’re lucky, we taste this love not only from others,but from ourselves. Maybe we start to become the ones who stay. With our own hearts. With our mess. With our tired bodies and beautiful scars. And in that staying, with a gaze that holds instead of fixes, we begin to unlearn every version of ourselves we thought we had to become.

We are loved.
Still.
Not because of what we bring.
But because we exist.
And in that tender truth, the heart finally comes home…~ Latika Teotia

If today feels heavy, let this hold you !!!

Maybe life fell apart when you least expected it. Maybe a loss came too suddenly, a goodbye, a moment that split your world in two. Maybe your heart feels like a house no one visits anymore. The world keeps moving, and you feel as if you’re standing still, aching, unseen, unsure.

So let this land on your heart like a warm hug- you’re still here.
And that’s not small, that’s sacred.

Life breaks things. But God doesn’t walk away from broken things. He draws near. He sits with you in the silence, in the heaviness, in the dark. He places His hand gently on your back and says, “I’m not leaving. Not now. Not ever.”

You don’t have to be strong. You don’t have to explain. He already knows. And still, He stays.

You were never meant to carry this alone.You were meant to be comforted, to be held, to be reminded that even now “especially now” you are loved beyond measure.

One day, slowly, something inside you will rise again- its voice as gentle as love itself-
“You’re not lost. You’re safe. Come home to yourself- you were & are never alone.”
That’s how peace returns, not all at once, but softly, like love remembering where you live.

Until then… rest. Cry. Let the tears fall.
Call someone who loves you simply for existing.
Let yourself be human.

This is not the end of your story.
It’s just the part where heaven holds you a little closer, kisses your forehead and says,
“When you’re ready, we’ll walk again… together.”

Sending you a hug , woven from light and love, reaching straight to your soul.…because even if the world feels far, love is near. And I’m holding you there gently…~Latika Teotia

Where Dandelions Dance !!!

Once lived Mira, a sculptor who believed the world could be chiseled into perfection and so could the choreography of daily life. She aligned her brushes by size, wore spotless white, and believed life would be beautiful and peace would arrive when everything was flawless.

But nothing ever truly was. Her neighbor laughed too loud. Her brother forgot birthdays. Even her heart skipped beats without asking.

One day, her masterpiece, a statue titled Flawless Humanity, cracked during a storm. Mira sat beside the pieces, tools in hand, but didn’t move. For the first time, she simply watched the break, the silence, the wild, messy garden she’d always tried to tame. And something shifted.

She didn’t fix the statue. She filled the crack with gold, wore color again, laughed without flinching, listened without judgment. She stopped trying to fix people and started understanding them.

In that quiet acceptance, peace finally arrived,not polished, but soft, warm, and alive.

She never sculpted again, but she grew a garden. A wild, uneven one where everything had a place.
Flaws included.
Laughter included.

Dandelions especially. Perfection retired the day Mira met a dandelion and it blew her mind.Turns out, wild things don’t queue up, they dance…~LatikaTeotia

“Of Course, It’s the World’s Fault!”

Anger is the noblest pastime of civilized folk. When things go wrong, it’s obviously the universe conspiring, not the tiny, overinflated expectations stuffed inside one’s head.

Some people nurse their anger like a pet cat: feed it daily, stroke it gently, and wonder why it claws their peace to shreds. Others wear it like a badge of honor, parading it proudly at every traffic jam, spilled coffee, or mild inconvenience , the true Olympic sport of modern living.

It’s a curious science- two people, one problem, entirely different levels of outrage. The only explanation? Clearly, some hearts come pre-installed with fireworks.

The world isn’t your enemy, your attitude just filed a complaint against reality.

But fret not, anger always promises to solve problems right after it finishes creating a few more…~Latika Teotia

Mercy Over Judgment !!!

As we journey through life, we may come across individuals going through difficult times who fail to appreciate the goodness around them. Let us pray they find strength, hope, and the silver lining in their struggles. May they find peace in their hearts and be surrounded by love and support… ~Latika Teotia

Be Loveful !!!

When we are kind, cooperative and compassionate, only then ,we can recreate a little bit of heaven on this earth and will be able to make a safer place for our children -let’s practice compassion and spread love for the sake of humanity… ~~Latika Teotia

Be Loving !!!

In 2022, let’s try to give another chance to those who had knowingly or unknowingly put us off. Maybe, their intentions were not wrong and perhaps we reacted hastily and harshly by showing them the door. We all need another chance of acceptance and togetherness… ~Latika Teotia

Prayer For Caretakers !!!

Filled with tons of love, I am sending virtual hugs to all those who are “the Caretakers”. I absolutely understand and can relate that how difficult it becomes at times to remain positive, hopeful, compassionate and kind, because of excessive stress, overwork, low energy level, tiredness, overconcern, etc. In such situation, to raise the vibrations, we should practice gratitude, mindfulness, meditation, reciting mantras/ affirmations or cleansing.  In short, we have to raise our vibrations to bring back the positive energy and loving vibes.

Right now, I am praying that you feel the warmth of God’s embrace and experience His peace… ~Latika Teotia

There’s no reason to be too hard on yourself !!!

Due to low self-esteem, we start doubting ourselves so much that we feel that whatever we are doing is worthless, insignificant and of no consequence. For Heaven’s sake, never ever do that to yourself; you are precious and whatever you are doing- whether you are a homemaker or a working person with a low package or plain jobless- you and your life have a purpose.

All you need to do is love and trust yourself more. Don’t antagonize yourself. You will reach higher and be happier if you believe in yourself. Trust me, the day you start judging yourself less and start loving yourself more, you will experience a genuine “rebirth”.

You will be filled with positivity and enthusiasm which will reflect in your work as well. There should be no looking back as you are on the way to greater heights. So, discover your wings, spread them and fly high into the sky . ~Latika Teotia

 

 

Living soulfully !!!

I am not trying to attain perfection, spiritual maturity or any destination; I’m just trying to discover my strengths and change for the better. I want to make my life more soulful and meaningful. I will try to do my best to live each day in gratitude and pray everyday this prayer-

“Thank you God for all the blessings of today and please help me to say this prayer again tomorrow. Amen !!! ” ~Latika Teotia