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By Heera Alaya
January 1st, 2026

On a crisp spring day, I find myself contemplating the work of arborists—they have skilfully pruned the trees, removing branches that are diseased, dead, or damaged. Over the years, I have come to appreciate how this practice significantly benefits the trees, promoting health, enhancing flower or fruit production, preventing disease, and bolstering structural integrity.

I recognise that the concept of pruning is equally applicable to life—it involves addressing years of superficial interactions, navigating the burdens of others’ expectations, and confronting their prejudices, limitations and projections. While the process of life-pruning can be both time-consuming and labour-intensive, this mindful endeavour eliminates the superfluous, lightens your load, and redirects energy back to yourself, allowing you to uncover your true self and explore what underpins your identity.

Pruning demands significant patience, mindfulness, and artistic skill to ensure precise cuts while maintaining a natural appearance. The clearer the foliage, the easier it is to recognise plant distress, allowing for prompt care, repair, and restoration. With a profound connection to nature, one realises the importance of adaptability—if the weather changes, you reschedule; if the chainsaw malfunctions, you procure an alternative tool. Ultimately, what matters most is the commitment to the work at hand—pruning. 

The same level of commitment is required for deep introspection and self-discovery. To avoid becoming a heavy vessel filled with the programming, demands, and expectations of others, one must confront and silence the surrounding noise.

You have to overcome the inevitable: distractions, interruptions, ignorance, societal scripts, antiquated templates, and performative existence, along with approval-seeking and unconscious routines, to address the patterns of one’s shadows and lights.

Consider this: soil treated heavily with poisonous pesticides by your neighbours can eventually leach onto your property, contaminating your soil and depleting its nutrients. Without vigilance, awareness, and proper soil testing, this contamination can worsen and lead to soil degradation—you risk becoming a reflection of neighbouring futility—”unexamined lives not worth living” [Socrates]. Neglecting to address external contamination can undermine your well-being and individuality.

Cultivating inner quiet and order in a world rife with self-betrayal, chaos, and material distractions requires self-love and discipline. Choose to nurture your inner garden, ensuring it is not only aesthetically pleasing but also organised, balanced, and vibrant.

Drink in the serenity, delve deeper, understanding that the deeper you go, the greater the silence.

As you tune out the external noise, the internal turmoil can become overwhelming, revealing painful truths and unleashing a torrent of fears, shame, and sorrow. You will be compelled to examine your anxieties, reactivity, apprehensions, concealments, disappointments, and vulnerabilities.

At its most challenging, you might abandon the pursuit of self-awareness, but at its best, you’ll notice your thoughts drifting—allow them to float,  breathe, and then gently guide them back to your centre.

Taking the time to sit quietly with your thoughts—contemplating the myriad seasons of life and engaging in earnest self-reflection—draws you toward a deeper understanding of yourself. Unfettered by external influences, you uncover your essence: truths, strengths, and potential. This awareness leads to increased self-worth, autonomy, and courage, ultimately culminating in personal sovereignty.

By autonomously choosing to explore the profound concept of “knowing thyself” as expressed by the Greek philosopher Socrates, I am compelled to confront pivotal questions: “What drove my tendency to over-give and blindly trust? Why have so many caused me harm? Did my ancestors endure similar oppression? If so, how am I transforming these dynamics? Have I reclaimed my wings, taken flight, and am I soaring to new heights? Am I living my truth and honouring my life? How do I hold myself in my heart? What are my feelings about myself, and how do I communicate with my inner child? Isn’t it time I say hello to who I really am before it’s the end—to say goodbye?”

When you finally greet yourself: “Why, hello!” and are at home in stillness and silence amid seemingly ordinary wonders—the swaying tendril, the flitting dragonfly, and the bouncing droplets—you begin to cultivate a deeper appreciation for simplicity and solitude. This heightened awareness draws your attention to the soft descent of a falling leaf and the graceful flight of a bird, harmonising your consciousness with the rhythm of your breath and the steady beat of your heart. It is within this stillness that you embark on a profound journey of self-discovery, allowing for deeper contemplation, recognising your emotions, uncovering your inner strength, and embracing your wholeness.

In this powerful state of wholeness and self-awareness, imagination flourishes, and the seeds of innovation take root [Nikola Tesla, Serbian-American inventor]. Similar to the “corona d’alloro,” an Italian tradition that honours graduation, wisdom and victory with a laurel wreath embellished with a ribbon representing one’s chosen field of study, you will commemorate the achievements that have shaped your life—perseverance, purpose, and passion. 

Create your own distinctive laurel wreath, incorporating meaningful elements that reflect your journey. Embrace your fragrance, sprinkle more magic onto your life, celebrate your distinctive graduation, and adorn yourself with your laurel wreath—your crown.

BEING A BEACON
emblematic of my essence

RECLAMATION
owning my narrative

DR VANDANA SHIVA
knowledge in women is threat

TAINA BIEN AIMÈ
What was her life’s journey?”

SONAM WANGCHUK
as you teach, so you grow

BERNADETT TUZA RITTER
A Woman Captured

Eudaimonia

GAURI MAULEKHI

Animal rights campaigner, IN

“Artificial insemination [AI] is extremely traumatising for cows (she has to be restrained); it’s as traumatising as it would be for a woman if a hand were shoved up her vagina.”

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