By Ananda Rupa devi dasi Many of us begin life like travelers holding a mirror, constantly checking how we are seen through the eyes of others. A word of appreciation can feel like warmth, while silence or misunderstanding can feel like distance. Over time, we may notice a pattern. Even when there is recognition, the need for it can quietly return again and again. Like trying to satisfy thirst with salt water, external approval never fully settles the inner search. But the sp