Faith Logs – February Reflections
February is, in many ways, a special month but it also brought its share of challenges. Here is a gentle mix of highs, lows, and everything in between.
Nature Notes
I poured my heart into hosting a small online art sale, hoping everything would fall into place. It didn’t quite work out, and I was left with moments of frustration and quiet disappointment. Still, I found my way through those feelings. For now, Nature Notes remains pinned up, waiting for someone who may one day find it charming.
I also decided to loosen my grip on schedules and calendars. Instead of forcing creativity into timelines, I want to create more from the heart.
Social media, I realised, can become a quiet trap pulling you toward rhythms that may not truly belong to you. By mid-February, I felt the need for a small detox. So much for strict posting plans.
Facing the Void
This month, I felt a growing emptiness around not having a steady job. Anxiety and fear still feel close, and for now, building a meaningful life at home feels like the right step.
I’ve also had to face deeper anxiety around stepping out socially. It made me pause and reflect on my overall well-being something I know I must work on slowly and gently. Two outings this month felt overwhelming, yet solo walks continue to bring calm and comfort. I always seem to gather moments of joy long after I’ve been out and done something. While I’m out I’m not fully there.
Progress, even when slow, still counts.
John Mayer in Mumbai
John Mayer came to Mumbai, and although I had a ticket, I went back and forth countless times about attending. In the end, I did and it became a hard-won dream come true.
I struggled through the evening, yet I am so glad I went. Edge of Desire stayed with me long after the concert ended. It was also wonderful to see John Mayer so simple and grounded, without any star-like airs just music and presence from my favourite artist of all time.
Valentine’s Day Reflections
This Valentine’s Day brought quiet clarity. I realised I had spent a long time waiting for love to return. Somewhere along the way, I grew tired of waiting.
Choosing to be on my own without imagining a partner felt like an act of acceptance rather than sadness. The day itself became irrelevant; what mattered was the quiet decision to move forward and surrender the need to keep love alive in the way I once did.
P.S. I’m kidding. I still imagine love and like having a companion to write to even if to myself.
Slowing Down
I’m writing this mid-month because February already feels full. It feels like time to slow down and rebuild routine.
This month taught me that purpose doesn’t always come from what you do. Sometimes it comes from how you choose to live each minute of your life. I still have much to learn about making each moment count.
Perhaps the next Faith Logs will hold gentler days.
Keep the Faith, Always!
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