Coherence is the original state. Everything else is drift.
Raised in overlapping worlds of Protestant faith, Catholic school, and secular college, I didn’t grow up Nazrani—but I carry their quiet legacy. This piece explores how presence, not performance, became my spiritual grounding.
Most of us live like time is out to get us — rushing, resisting, racing the clock. But during a painful tattoo session, I discovered a radical shift: time can dissolve when we meet it through breath. This is how I stopped counting minutes and started inhabiting them.
Before thought, there is presence. Before language, there is life. This short reflection invites you to return to the root of self — where you’ve always been.
After burning through ego, illusion, and performance, what comes next is quieter. This is a meditation on living without proving, and returning without retreat.