During a seven-week journey through India, I began to notice small moments that felt strangely meaningful—almost like signs. From a peacock outside an ashram window to a necklace I wore across the country, and a chance meeting back in the UK, each moment seemed to carry its own quiet message. This is a reflection on coincidence, meaning, and how we choose to see the world.

I travelled to Amma’s ashram hoping her embrace might change something in me. But when the moment came, it felt… surprisingly ordinary. And that realisation taught me something far more valuable than I expected.