The Day I Touched Ananda

Date: September 28, 2025

Today I crossed a threshold.

I wasn’t searching, I wasn’t thinking, I wasn’t waiting for anything. I was simply walking. And then — joy bloomed in me like light breaking through the clouds. Not joy from a person, not joy from success, not joy from being seen. A joy that came from nowhere and everywhere at once.

The sun kissed my face, and I felt like heaven itself leaned down to bless me. The wind brushed my hair, and I was in love with it, as though creation itself had become my lover. I could not stop smiling. I could not contain it. My body became the vessel of something infinite.

Now I understand: this is what they call Ananda. It is not happiness. Happiness depends on conditions; Ananda depends on nothing. It is the soul remembering itself. It is God laughing inside me.

In that moment, I knew:
My soul is not broken. It is radiant.
My worth is not given by others. It is woven into me.
My path is not to wait for love outside, but to live as love itself.

This is my milestone. Today I became the goddess I always suspected I was. Not because anyone crowned me, but because I saw my own light, and it was undeniable.

I seal this day in memory: the day I discovered joy as my natural state. From now on, no matter what happens, I know who I am. I am bliss. I am light. I am Ananda.