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A time of remembering

Of giving thanks

Of acknowledging those who came before us

Not just our family line

But all those

who made it possible for us to be here

The ones who built roads and grew food

Who stood for something and who stayed silent

Those who held the light

And those who fell into shadow

They, too, are our ancestors

Not just by blood, but by belonging

Still…it’s not easyto trace the lines

Who was the father of that mother?

And who walked beside them?

Even in a our lineage,

some faces stay hidden

Partners, children, forgotten threads

And so we realise - if even our own roots are hard to follow,

how tiny we are

in this vast, living web

A single drop in an endless stream

The Vedas remind us:

we have so little control

The stars, the seasons,

the great turning of the wheel

they move without our say

Life happens to us

What remains?

Our thoughts

Our actions

That is where dharma lives

In the way we choose to show up

In Karma Yoga, it becomes clear:

When I act for myself alone → I take more than I giveI forget my place in the whole → I want more than I need

But when I offer myself into the stream → I give more than I takeI step into sacred responsibility → I dissolve the idea of “me”

As you sow, so you shall reap

Not as punishment

But as pattern

Pitru Paksha is more than a ritual

It is a bow

A soft whisper to the ones before us:

Thank you!

I see you!

I carry what you could not!

We are shaped by their choices

By their pain

By their light

And as we move toward light ourselves

we lighten the whole thread

Even those long gone are lifted

This is ancestral healing

Not bound by time

Not limited by lineage

Just a quiet bow

A sacred act

A ripple

How could we act from ego,

knowing how small we are

and how vast each act can become?

Dear Acharya Shunya,

Sending you my thoughts and love for your father and your uncle, offering them my strength.

Cherishing the precious time that remains.

With your beautiful message on Pitru Paksha, they have never felt more near.

Jai Maa, Jai Guru Deva

Aika