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Dear Reader,

It’s been a long time I haven’t shared anything from my Coaching and Mentorship Practice - What IEEFF? Inner Energy-work for Emotional and Financial Freedom. Today is one of those days where I crib on paper, you crib silently and then we both get to the end of the matter.

Put on your seatbelts and brace yourselves!

One of the most common sentences I get to hear from my clients as they complain about something not working out in their lives is this - “It’s not HAPPENING to me.”

Whether they are not losing weight or not making money or not getting sleep, the aforementioned sentence remains intact.

It’s almost like they are saying someone else is controlling their life from above like a puppeteer.

If they are too frustrated, they end their monologue with “Why is not HAPPENING to me?”

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And that’s true for most people, including me on my low days - life just happens to us like a movie and we live it out. We fight it out. We read the next chapter of the pre-written book of our lives. We walk the path.

But I’m also a Tarot Reader and I know the future is NOT final. I know, at any given moment, there are multiple futures possible. There are multiple paths available to us to choose from. And each path will lead us to a new destination.

The book of our life maybe pre-written but it’s not impossible to erase a few lines and rewrite your story on top of that. It’s not impossible to add new chapters and write fresh stories like side quests of a video game.

You create your life - either unconsciously or consciously!

My job as a Coach is to bring the unconscious to the conscious so that you can make better choices as a Co-creator of your life. That’s being a co-creator to whoever wrote your book in the first place - your soul, your time of birth, God, or whoever!

But I know it can sound so boring. If taken out of context, it can feel like gaslighting or spiritual bypassing. And this is why only using our intellect is NOT enough in matters of co-creating our lives. There’s more to this.

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Phase 1: Be an Observer First

Notice your life from an arm’s length and then from a bird’s eye-view. Are your actions reflecting who you truly are? For instance, if you believe you are a person who never cheats anyone and are compelled to accept bribes or practicing tax evasion, are you really living out your life?

Are your choices reflecting what you really desire out of life? You may say you wish to lose weight but the next moment you are emotional, you are eating five donuts, are you really walking the talk?

Phase 2: Walk the Talk As Often As Possible

Let me admit that this is hard. If it was easy everyone would be doing it. From every tiny decision to every big one, ask yourself- are you moving TOWARDS the life you desire or AWAY from it?

And then change your choices and actions accordingly. If you wish to become a midnight owl, sleeping off at 12am will do you no good. And if you wish to become a morning person, waking up at 12noon will do you no good.

Do not be a liar to yourself. Do not let your Inner Self lose trust on you. Walk the talk, no matter how hard it is.

Phase 3: Easy, Tiger!

This is the moment where you feel like giving up. You weren't consistent. You couldn’t walk the talk. You woke up at 2pm. You failed at your goals.

And this is exactly the moment to go easy on yourself. You are not a machine. Humans are bound to be imperfect. Discipline and consistency doesn’t mean acting like a robot 24 by 7. It’s okay to make a few bad decisions. It’s okay to not be able to walk the talk every moment every day.

Give yourself grace.

Phase 4: Dig Deeper

Now would also be the perfect time to figure out why you couldn’t stick to your routine or whatever you kept your goal as. Now is the time when your mind will reveal your limiting beliefs and your subconscious blocks. This is the Inner Work.

Breakdowns will lead to Breakthroughs. So do not be afraid of the meltdown moments. Do not bypass this phase. Do not positive-talk yourself out of it. Note down the lows - what are you feeling, what are you thinking, and what does it say about you?

Instead of marinating in “I’m a Loser” or “This always HAPPENS to me” or “I always fail”, make a note of your inner monologues. Let it reveal what’s happening in the deepest layer.

Phase 5: Change Within First

Acceptance is 50% of healing done. When you simply observe and accept this phase, you start changing.

Remember that acceptance doesn’t mean being a doormat or accepting your fate. It means accepting the phase while remembering that this too shall pass.

Phase 6: Notice the Signs

If you are observant enough, this will be the time you will receive divine signs from your Guardian Angels or Universe or Spirit Guides or Deities or Gods and Goddesses - whoever you truly believe in.

Repeating numbers. Repeating names. Unexpected blessings. Lottery wins. Unexpected Invitations. Unexpected Gifts. Miracles.

Phase 7: Your Luck Surface Area Has Increased

You will feel happier. You will feel better. You will continue to walk the talk now. You will find newer goals and repeat the process. You will feel lighter. You will feel luckier.

You kept going then, so you will keep going further.

If life was happening to you before, good things are happening to you now.

And deep down, you will always remember, that YOU CREATED THIS!

With love,

Sanhita Baruah

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Dear Reader,

I have not assumed the role of a Coach because I am holier-than-thou. I have assumed it because I have crossed oceans where I thought I would drown but I swam instead, and now, I would really like to help others to come to the shore too - if they wish to.

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And one of those ocean is Overthinking.

Overthinking takes the life out of me. I can’t believe that once upon a time it was the way I majorly lived.

These days I can spot that I am overthinking and I “cure” it my way. That’s what my clients learn too. Eventually we all reduce the amount of overworking our brain does to keep ourselves safe.

You see the brain’s main agenda is to keep you safe because just like all the organs in your body, it loves you too.

And sometimes, owing to awful experiences of the past, the brain fears that you will repeat the same mistake.

So it -

Gives you flashback to the past bad occurrence.

Threatens you that it may repeat.

Urges you to take action so that it doesn’t repeat.

This in extreme cases, can be a symptom of PTSD - Post-traumatic Stress Disorder.

In mild ones, it’s simple old overthinking.

You go into a loop where you try to predict all possible bad outcomes. You then think it over and over again.

And if it’s a bit more intense, you can’t move your body at all. You get anxious. You can’t get off the bed. Or you can’t stop circling the house in mental agony.

Overthinking has killed my time several times in life. It has ruined my mood. It has made me non-productive, confused, and looking for a savior. That damsel-in-distress part of me has been used for creativity and now put into my book Little Miss Happening.

And as much as we hate to accept it, the Antidote to Anxiety is Action. That’s the TRIPLE A formula.

I often feel like I make a fool of myself with anxious overthinking. Those are the moments when you need to be kind to yourself and your brain that has suffered and healed through a bad incident, i.e., trauma.

Thank it for its service. It’s just trying to make sure you are safe. That’s because it loves you, even if no one else does.

The next thing would be to move your body. Walk it off, shake it off, dance it off.

It would be great if you can go and touch some grass.

And lastly, if it persists, just do it - take the action anyway. This is why they say braveness is making that jump despite that fear, not in the absence of it. Take that leap of faith and be okay with suffering any negative consequences.

If it’s about sending a message. Send it and figure out the consequences later. It’s the least of your worries.

If it’s about speaking your mind, just speak it, and clear the mess later, if any.

People don’t sit around thinking about what you said. Mostly they are worried about themselves, as much as you are worried about you.

You have survived all of your bad decisions so far. You will survive this too.

And if it’s not about something as simple as a text message, take a small step, but do take action.

Want to create a new business? Write down the business model first.

Want to understand if your business would be viable? Do a small market research first.

Break down the elephant into small bite-sized pieces that you can handle. You do not have to climb the entire mountain on a single day.

I often become the child who would be saved by an elder sister or a mother or a father. I look around for knights in shining armor until I realize I am the adult in the room. No one’s coming to save me. So, I must save me.

I hate overthinking. I hate panicking and talking bullshit without pausing to take a breath. And this part of me awakens once in three months or so, before taking a big decision.

And I am only grateful for that, because once upon a time, it was the way I lived, all the frigging time. I wanted to be safe so much that I wouldn’t take a risk. That I wouldn’t take action at all.

I mean look at this - my book should have been written 13 years back, but I kept learning and relearning to perfect my craft. So, when my friend told me how she was rewriting her story, I told her to keep a deadline.

You will keep perfecting your craft for an entire lifetime if you do not keep a deadline. Because we keep growing every single moment, every single day. It’d be foolish to actively wait for the right time and skill.

Same is the situation with career choices. Talented people keep waiting for directions, for a sign, for one single life purpose. What IEEFF the purpose of your life was to live this one single moment to the best of your capacity? What IEEFF the purpose of your life was to be happy?

What IEEFF it is not about getting your career right but about trying different things and failing at it until you succeed at one?

Most successful entrepreneurs or business leaders aren’t people who always knew what they would be doing in life. They kept growing, trying, failing, succeeding and failing again.

And that’s the ebb and flow of life.

Lastly, I must add this - reduce that cortisol spike.

Instead of having one more cup of coffee or tea, try something more calming instead. Maybe a cup of green tea or a piece of dark chocolate or blueberry?

Cortisol is the stress hormone, and if overthinking causes stress and vice versa, guess which hormone would be at play! Have food items that do not add to your stress.

If it’s smoking you are indulging in, you would be more anxious as a result of it. Do not smoke that extra cigarette. Do not look for alcohol to calm you down.

It’s okay to have these for enjoyment but not when you depend on them to help you feel calmer.

Take a deep breath. Look at the greenery around you. Allow them to calm you down. I have done immense running around to get my career right.

And sometimes, when I watch TV or lay down on the bed in the day time to rest, the familiar feeling haunts me. It asks me - am I getting my career right? Am I doing justice to my potential?

And then I remind it - your career is what you make of it.

I haven’t read enough about Steve Jobs to admire him or hate him but I keep going back to this quote and I hope it makes sense to you too.

Love,

Sanhita

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Dear Reader,

This morning I was surprised to find that I have become this person who mixes up the cappuccino in the cup and destroys the art on the whipped foam, just because it tastes better that way instead of letting the foam touch your lips.

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I didn’t keep that small piece of art intact as I took sips from my cup, and that’s so not me.

But this is probably how growing up and taking responsibility of your life feels. You tend to focus on utility and convenience and you would rather have your coffee tasting good than looking good.

A life that feels good instead of a life that only looks good - I saw a quote similar to this phrase sometime ago on IG.

Or maybe, I am just turning into my parents.

One day you are in your hostel without caring about changing your bedsheets and letting that crumpled paper be on the floor as if that’s its designated place, and the next day you are all grown up dusting the decorative items on the shelf, and wiping all surfaces clean. Who is this woman?

Don’t get me wrong. I love this part of me. Because I feel like a grown up and it tells me that despite all the changes I have made in my life, change is still possible, in small things, and maybe even in the big ones.

I have meticulously designed my life as it is. My happiness is not an accident. My fulfillment is not luck. And at times when I have been lucky, that’s created too by what they say “increasing the luck surface area,” with mindset coaching and healing.

As I enjoy my breakfast of French toast with Cream cheese and Raspberry filling, an awareness comes to me like a breeze - it’s an acknowledgement of both my struggles and my privilege.

My struggles remind me that I have worked hard my entire life to live a soft life today where my only concern is what’s my next meal is going to be. From writing and tutoring for pocket money at the age of 18, to handling multiple careers while also excelling from a Top B school in India, my friends probably get a shock if they saw me now lying on my sofa doing nothing.

My privilege is that I don’t have to send money home and so I do not have to accumulate heaps of money and not know what to do with it. And I say this because I know a lot of people do.

In fact, the day I resigned from my job was not because of my struggles but because of my privilege. I would have continued working my job and writing on the side and counseling people on the side. Nothing in my body and nervous system is alien to the concept of hustling.

But resting was a new concept. Letting things be was a foreign idea introduced to my body and my nervous system.

I quit because I acknowledged my privilege. I didn’t have to send money home, and I didn’t have to take care of a toddler, and I didn’t have a husband who relies on my income for his expenses. And more than that, I also had skills beyond my job. So I quit. And when they asked me, in private, I said- if not me, then who?

I write this so that in times of your despair when you acknowledge all your past struggles and hustles, you also take a moment to acknowledge your privilege - no matter what that is, no matter how big or small that feels. And take decisions from a place of hope rather than fear, of strength rather than victimhood.

Sometimes our privilege can also be something simple as being born in the right generation because at present, it is okay for women to live by themselves and earn for themselves and wear whatever they want to and travel wherever they can.

Sometimes our privilege is our parents being able to afford education for us. There are unfortunate families that can’t.

Sometimes our privilege is the gifts we were born with - it could be a talent for fast reading or painting or writing or differentiating one musical instrument from the other or even a psychic ability you do not tell anyone about.

Sometimes that simple acknowledgement can make us happy.

Life is short. Not everything can be about increasing your business revenue or utilizing your potential.

And as we grow up and keep focusing more on utility than aesthetic, I hope we keep that child in us alive. The child that dreams. The child for whom, stakeholder value and economy meant nothing. The child whose life feels good the moment he can look at the clouds or count the stars.

That child still wants a life that feels good rather than a life that looks good. Utilitarian or Aesthetic or Both - that’s for him to decide.

And I hope your inner child chooses well.

Love,

Sanhita

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Dear Reader,

It’s 5:30am in Bengaluru when I sit to write this. There’s still one hour for the sun to rise and light up the world.

I have been awake since 4am, and decided to start my day instead of failing at going back to sleep again. Such becomes the state when you have mild fever and cold - enough to make you uncomfortable but not enough for you to take medicines.

As I look out at the pitch black outside my window, I recall the nights and mornings of waking up early or sleeping late in order to be able to write.

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When you are in your 20s, you have a lot of friends and the concept of me-time is alien to many. I would come back home at 1am after a night of socializing, and then work on my book The Art of Letting Go till 3am after which I would go to sleep.

I would stay awake past 11pm for my roommates to sleep, so that I could write on my blog.

I would wake up early on Sundays to write at least one poem on Instagram before my friends could wake up and ask me to have the morning tea together.

And on nights of discomfort owing to any health condition, I would jot down poems and publish them on Facebook, until a senior doctor friend and fellow writer would wake up and read it and prescribe some medicines.

Such has been my creative writing journey while juggling a regular job along with part-time work as a tutor or a journalist while also pursuing long-term career goals of cracking an exam or studying a new subject related to the field of my work.

In 2025, I don’t have to strategize to find time to write. Friends ask for my time but only over phone. We no longer live in the same hostel or house or apartment complex. That’s how 30s look like.

Adding to it, I also left my job some three years back, so there are no obligations to colleagues’ messages or work emails or meetings.

There’s plenty of time for me. And so, I hardly write!

It’s not the same as it was.

It was like courting a lover - it’s more fun when you are doing it in secrecy at a public place than when they are right in front of you at the comfort of your own space. The thrill to strategize a “chance” meeting with the lover is missing now.

But as you grow up, you realize love isn’t the thrill of meeting in a private corner of a public space. It’s more about being in the same space every day, and still not losing your individuality for your goals and your respect for the other person.

And so, I no longer intend to flirt with writing like I used to but embrace it like an old lover - safe to be with, and always present in my proximity.

As I look out the window at the darkness outside, while birds chirp into the void awaiting the sunrise, I recall how I once used to hustle really hard to find quiet like this. Today, I can write at 3pm or even at 5pm, and I would still be in a quiet place without any obligation from a friend, colleague or room-mate.

But it’s 5.45am now, and I sit to write.

Sometimes, we still gotta keep some thrill in our old love-life alive.

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I should have written my first novel in my 20s like it was expected of me owing to all the short stories I wrote and got published. It’s 13 years too late now, but at least we are here today!

With love,

Sanhita Baruah

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The first letter I wrote on Substack was in 2022 when I was shifting houses. I had resigned from my job and it had been three months then. A new house meant a new purpose. Instead of staying within 1km radius of my office that was required to avoid prolonged daily commute, I chose to shift to the centre of the city, meet more people, and work from cafes.

The life of an artist or an entrepreneur had begun - I wasn't sure what I was exactly but it was a new life for me, away from the 12-14 hours of regular work. I had no clue how anything was gonna work out but I was determined to explore my options.

The kind of determination you don’t get too often in life!

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I deliberately put myself in a difficult position of leaving the job without knowing how exactly I am going to earn my living. I deliberately gave myself one week of notice to find another house to shift in, and hopefully, a smaller one, to minimize household chores. And I lived by quotes like - a ship is safe in its harbor but that’s not what it is meant for. Who even was this woman? Wild and free!

As time passed by, the house of discomfort that was supposed to be push me out of it in no time became a house of comfort. It was so comfortable for me that I knew I made a home out of the house, out of the walls and shelves there, and I stayed on for three years. I made friends with the neighbours. I exchanged meals with the landlady. And there was I living the life of a housewife of a rich man except that I was also the man in this equation. :-D

The realization that it’s been too many years was there but it was overpowered by how comfortable everything was. The locality felt safe enough for me to go on late-night walks. I had a phone number for everything I required - from getting the fans and lights repaired to getting water delivered at home.

That feels and sounds like stability but sometimes stability can also become stagnancy.

You will be able to differentiate stagnancy from stability by how much you are willing to let go. If letting go seems difficult, it’s stagnancy. In true stability, you are content, but you also allow the changes in the season to happen - for the roses to bud, bloom and fall apart, only for new buds to emerge and the process to be completed all over again.

A year ago, the house in front of me was broken down to be reconstructed into a new fancy apartment. I watched it become a pile of rubble, and then barren ground, and then a tall unrecognizable building with sky-high rents. People around me were letting go of their own houses, and dismantling the foundations and rebuilding another one, and yet I held on to the house I rented.

It’s always difficult to let go and that’s why we have to learn it over and over again.

Soon, two more houses were refurbished around me. I did nothing.

Until one day, the house just adjacent to ours was broken down. That day, the walls of my room shook for a moment, and so was I. I immediately got dressed and found myself a broker to shift to a new locality and a new house. I always had plans of shifting to another place, why not now? If not now, then when?

The house owners, just like the ones in the previous house I lived in, found it difficult to let me go too. After all, I was one tenant nobody in the neighborhood or the building had a complaint about. No disturbing behavior. No loud noise. No outlandish clothes. No food that would make the entire building smelly. For them, I was the ideal tenant, ideal neighbor.

Sometimes I would send them home-cooked desserts and sometimes it would be farm-grown fruits and vegetables. They never thought I would shift to another house, and I had forgotten I wanted to, in the first place.

But these three years gave me experience. I would travel and strike off cities from my list of place I can live in. Mountains? No, the medical shop is too far and inaccessible. Beaches? No, I can’t keep seeing sand on the floor and in my sandals.

The Taurean in me liked convenience of accessibility via technology in Bengaluru, if I forget about the weather so often talked about.

So, the initial push to move some other city vanished. I zeroed in on Bengaluru.

I decided to move to another smaller apartment and hopefully have less things to worry about - from furniture to utensils.

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Women are differently wired than men, and the more I work from home, the more importance I give to household chores and aesthetics. I realized that these chores never end. There’s always a cobweb to remove or a table to wipe clean.

I also intend to now live a life with minimal waste. I wanted to minimize my usage of clothes, shoes, and bags. I no longer wanted to keep things in my wardrobes that I hardly use. I no longer want to be a hoarder just for the sake of it.

So, I started with donating my clothes, and bags, and utensils, and some furniture. I also sold some more furniture, and there’s some more to be sold. (In case, you are in Bengaluru and looking for second-hand furniture for your living room, please reach out to me).

I want different things from my life as I age. What the next three years entail? I cannot say exactly. This time the ship has been transported to another harbour. As life unfolds in front of my eyes, I choose what I do best - I let go of all plans, and let it unfold, one day at a time.

This time too I deliberately put myself in a difficult position of shifting houses without really an urgent need that can be understood by people around me. But this time, I chose discomfort that’s only temporary, to have more comfort in the new house I only walked into today.

This time, I chose comfort.

Maybe that’s how we change over time, and that’s how life unfolds.

With Love,

Sanhita

08/08/2025 11:22pm

(P.S. One of my key objectives of leaving my job was to right my first novel, and it’s now chosen for publishing, and launching soon. Pre-order here!)

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Hello dear one,

You must have read the last newsletter by now. So, here’s the news, if you haven’t found out yet - my first book of fiction, my debut novel, Little Miss Happening is now out for pre-orders.

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And people are purchasing their copies, and arranging meet-ups to get a signed copy.

I am really thrilled by this response and if I knew, that even during pre-orders people would be so warm to my first book, I would have gotten it published sooner than later.

These days, one by one, I am posting the entire journey from ideation to writing to publishing on my IG account. If you don’t follow me there, maybe you would want to go through the posts using this link.

Wanna check out my new book or buy a copy?

Here’s the link for paperback, if you are in India.

And here’s the link for the e-book, if you live anywhere else.

And here’s something more that happened.

With the response showered on Little Miss Happening, I woke up this week and found the book as #1 on Amazon’s Hot New Releases.

Soon, it was also up on Amazon’s Bestsellers as #3, just after J. K. Rowling’s books.

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Now as an experienced writer, I know there’s still a long way to go. The book is going to reach the buyer’s addresses in August. The readers are going to read it and drop a review on Amazon. Or, they would personally text me about how they thought of the book. This process is going to continue forever till the life of this book.

This is just the beginning.

And yet, I am also just a woman who wrote her first ever novel. Not a short story. Not an article but a full-blown novel. I know the hard work that went into it - not just in ideation or writing it down, but in getting beta readers, in doing the editing, in working with a publishing team and making decisions together, everything.

And for that version of me, this is still a win. And for my inner child, to have her name on the same page as Rowling? A dream came true!!!

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So, here’s your reminder to keep pursuing your dreams despite those self-doubts, despite the external noise when someone comments on how you aren’t a good enough writer, or this or that.

People are always going to see you as ‘too much’ or ‘too little’. Remember, that you can choose to feel ‘just enough’, anyway.

I hope you all have a seamless experience in ordering the book and receiving your copy.

Have a beautiful week ahead!

Love,

Sanhita

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Dear Reader,

My new book, my first book of fiction, my first novel is coming out this month. The cover reveal will be out this month, and the book title will be revealed on the 14th of July, and it will be on Instagram first.

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And you know what? Even I haven’t seen the cover yet.

I am so used to doing things all by myself that this is new for me to have someone else handling the back-end works of putting a book out.

In 2016, I drew the design of Curtain Call for the graphic designer to recreate digitally. I designed the cover for The Art of Grieving myself in 2017. Then in 2018 I hired a designer for the book cover of The Art of Letting Go. After so many iterations, I finally selected one cover for the e-book. But for the print version, I again designed it myself. And then, from The Art of Healing to Between Us (a tiny booklet of micro-poems) and then to Tread Softly on Their Heart - it was all my designs.

But times have changed now and so has my work. My new book is a work of fiction and is already picked up by a Traditional Publishing House. They are doing the editing and designing work.

The good news is that I feel calm. I trust their judgement. And I am okay delegating work instead of micro-managing everything. Is it going to create better results? Who knows! But all I have learned in my healing journey is that - you don’t have to do everything by yourself.

It’s okay to take a backseat. It’s okay to relax. It’s okay to let go.

It’s okay to not be in control. It’s okay to not know what’s happening behind the scenes.

The thing is we all have a perfectionist inside us. And that personality keeps screaming to us that whatever we are doing is not perfect yet. It makes us impatient. And in group settings, or office settings, we end up taking the work on our own plate instead of trusting the other person’s caliber. The perfectionist inside us screams to us - we will do a better job of it than someone else will ever do

Do we really do a better job? That’s usually up for debate because most of the criticism of the work is on subjective things rather than objective ones.

Let’s just say we like to see the final product match the image we had in our heads.

It gets easier to delegate work when we aren’t married to our ideas, to the images we have in our heads.

‘Feel free to be creative about it,’ I texted them as I leaned my back on the sofa. I did drop a few suggestions but I am allowing them to surprise me. Hopefully, it will be in a good way.

We will find out soon. Stay tuned for the book name reveal on the 14th of July. I am excited that it’s my first book of fiction, and your response and feedback will decide whether I will be writing more fictional stories or not.

Few more days to go!

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With love,

Sanhita Baruah

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Dear Reader,

If you are an ambitious or talented person and you do want to do more with your life instead of simply earning enough to put food on the table, let me remind you of some fundamentals that you may have forgotten amidst your daily life-

If you want radical results in your life, you would have to put in radical efforts, and make radical decisions.

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You can’t sit and do everything the way everyone else is doing and hope to stand out in your achievements somehow. It’s okay to do what everybody else is doing, but to hope to feature in 30 under 30, without working hard for it or even trying would be just daydreaming without putting any efforts in real life.

When you put a deadline to your dream, it becomes a goal. And may this letter remind you to at least convert one or two of your dreams to real achievable goals.

In order to achieve any damn good thing in life, you would need two things-

discipline and consistency.

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And these words do not have to remind you of the toxic hustle culture on X or brute masculine force portrayed by male coaches. Discipline and Consistency often reminds us of a tall and muscular man grinding in the gym but both there terms in reality can also be something beautiful and sacred.

Just the way you wake up and brush your teeth, and take a shower every single day, or apply sunscreen before stepping out - discipline and consistency can be incorporated as a simple habit that makes you one step closer to your life goal every single day.

I wouldn’t value these two qualities if I hadn’t lost them at some point of my life.

I remember in 2022, when I had recently quit my job, I had the discipline every morning to go for a walk near the lake, and then sit on my laptop for at least one hour to work on my novel and finish writing it in six months. I remember a senior writer telling me - I wish I had your discipline.

I didn’t understand his plight then. But now, as I grew older and further away from the corporate culture and routine, I understand it. It’s difficult to stick to one routine when you have a hundred hobbies and desires or when you are the boss of your own empire.

Willpower is a limited resource. And so when I want everything, thanks to overexposure to social media, I stick to my diet plan, I stick to my workout plan, I stick to my regular walks, I stick to my writing schedule, I stick to my social media posting, I stick to my cooking and cleaning, and one fine day, I break down. I give up on one thing after the other, and I lose all my momentum.

And that’s because somewhere to be consistent and disciplined required more of my efforts and energy. It required force. So I drain out and give up.

I then look back and see what worked for me in the past that made giant tasks look easy and brought me this far.

Here’s a better way to make simple habits in life -

Start with one. Not everything together. And then make it into an unforgettable habit by repeating it for at least 7 or 21 or 30 days based on what suits you. And then slowly add the others, one by one. One week after the other.

For instance, 10,000 steps is what I hit almost everyday without fail except on rare occasions.

Many people dream of writing a book someday but very few people sit every day looking at the blank page for every half an hour. This is what I suggested to one of my clients and now his book is already published and ready to be launched. Few months back, he wouldn’t even know how to finish writing 1000 words. And today his book is already published and he is preparing for his big day.

Change is simple if we take it one step at a time. And this is why they say - How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time.

A humbling reminder I used to put on my wall as a teenager was this quote- Hard work beats talent when talent doesn’t work hard.

It was for me to remind myself to write my poems or to study for the exams, even if I can score well without studying.

Discipline is gold and we must treat it like one.

Consistency is the polishing of our diamond and we must practice it regularly.

And while you build great habits for a better life, also remember your true North Star -

What are you living for?

What’s your life purpose?

What’s the purpose of your business or career growth or that hobby?

Where do you truly wish to see yourself in 5-10 years?

And pick up habits and action plans that take you towards your North Star, instead of steering you away from it.

Choose your battles by deciding your North Star. Social media will make you believe that you must be perfect at everything. But pick your top 3 based on what aligns with your actual goals.

For instance, when I was writing every day, it was because the North Star was to have my first novel published. I mean how could I let myself call myself a writer without having written a pure work of fiction above 50,000 words? I decided to at least have one full manuscript ready that I do not give up on me now matter how many times I am engulfed by self-doubts. It is now getting published and will be released in August 2025.

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Sometimes, when my client misses listening to my energy recording and come back to the session feeling disappointed with life, I remind them — You can’t skip taking a bath and expect yourself to not stink. Even if you manage a bad odor for the first three days, by the fourth day you are going to stink and would need a bath for sure.

This is the third week of sending you a newsletter every week and this time, I am planning to not stink in the upcoming weeks. :-)

BTW have you heard of the offer I have only for the months of June and July? Working with me 1:1 inside ‘What IEEFF? Inner Energy-work for Emotional and Financial Freedom’ can come for as low as 3lacs now.

Here’s how- if you want to work on a goal that’s common with your friend or spouse or sibling, say ‘dating more confidently’ or ‘improving your marriage’ or ‘10Xing your business revenue’ or ‘stepping up in your career’, and if you are open to be coached together, you both get a 50% off, and you pay 3L INR for 5months with 12 sessions that take around 90 minutes each.

For individuals, the fee is 6L INR.

And the usual price of mentorship for a full year is 12L INR with 40 sessions. However, till July end, I am offering these slots too at 10L INR.

I only work with a handful of people every year, and if you wish to work with me and promise to be disciplined and consistent towards your goal, or at least commit to achieving it, we can talk. Call me at +91 99717 33664 or DM me on my Instagram.

Like I said, radical action leads to radical results. And if your goal is radical, let being coached to bust your subconscious blocks and break your limiting beliefs be your radical action.

With love,

Sanhita Baruah

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Dear Reader,

Have I wrote about this before? If not, here I am-

If you allow life to heal you, life will heal you.

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You may not need a therapist or a coach. You may not even need a lover to heal you (unlike people who seek love only to be deeply healed and evolved).

And that life that’d heal you will ask you - how many times have you surrendered to me?

You see when you lie on the hospital bed, and the nurse stitches your wound, you do not ask them what is the company they bought the needle in the injection from.

When you are lying unconscious, and the doctor opens your body up to work on an organ of yours, you do not wake up from time to time asking them how much time it would take or how they are going to specifically reach that organ through the layers of fats in your belly.

And if you do, that’s because we are overfed with information via the interest that only makes us know more than we knew earlier but also lose trust in experts owing to all the bad news we get to hear about someone somewhere unrelated to us.

Our lack of trust in others is a product of our mental conditioning and life experiences.

Our lack of trust in life is too a product of our mental conditioning.

I wouldn’t say trust is a virtue in the modern times that we live, but mistrust everywhere is definitely a trauma response.

And when we do not trust life, we do not trust our inner being that knows more than our mind does.

Notice that both the word “mind” and “inner being” are invisible things I am talking about, that can be specified or measured with science or technology.

They can only be felt.

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So if you are reading this, trust that you know what I am talking about by how you are feeling about these words.

Your inner being steers the wheel of the car of your life into the direction it must flow. That ride makes you feel emotionally fulfilled - something that may not be understood or may even be frowned upon by some people in the world we live in.

And when you steer your boat in the opposite direction, you travel upstream. It’s harder for your body and you eventually feel deeply tired.

You give up. And that’s when life shows its magic.

It says, relax, we are going downstream. Your mind is shocked. Your throat screams. Your gut gets the tingly feeling it gets when going down on a roller coaster ride.

After some time, you find out you feel safer and happier. The downstream was the way. You were just told you had to go upstream, that life had to be harder than it has to be.

So, when a client called me and told me they are tired of staying positive and doing everything they can, I told them that’s because they are working AGAINST nature instead of WITH it, like they are going upstream when life is telling them to go downstream.

But isn’t it seen as wrong to be sad or to have a negative experience?

The truth is the more you fight it, the more the negative experience is going to stay in your life like a block on your chest. The day you see it, accept it and let it be, it slowly evaporates into nothingness.

Source: Mindset Family Therapy

I do not say “go with the flow” or “do nothing”. But I say, check the space with which you are coming from. If it’s desperation or neediness, you are riding upstream. If it’s fun and creativity, you are flowing with life, in the direction of your inner being, towards fulfillment, and not against it.

And that would be a healing experience. You wouldn’t need professional help then. It’s just you and your inner wisdom.

With love and healing,

Sanhita Baruah

(I also teach a workshop called Access Your Inner Wisdom. DM me if you wish to join it.

I recently addressed GenZ mental health and self-healing philosophies to practice in a podcast with a Media Student. Here’s the link.)

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Dear Reader,

It’s been long since I sent you all a letter, isn’t it?

I have realized that it’s difficult for me to write my newsletter when I think of a lot of things like -
what can I even say to you all in a world that’s filled with information which can be accessed at the touch of a finger?

I then take a step back and procrastinate, until I find a brief momentary sliver of feeling okay… amidst which… I write.

Information is available at the touch of a finger, but life experience that alters you or moulds you doesn’t happen at the flick of a switch.

And information often does more harm than required.

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I think of how everything needs to be “aesthetic” before we can post it on instagram - from the food we eat to the table we eat upon. The clothes need to be fashionable as per the latest trends. The house needs to be minimalistic. The cafes need to be Insta-worthy.

The comments on social media, too, are harsher than ever. If you put on make-up, you are asking for attention, and if you do not put on make-up you are a pick-me. Everything you do reeks of low self-worth, whether you post on LinkedIn or X or Instagram or never post anywhere at all.

The rebel inside me reminds me of simpler times when I would never agree to societal norms. I would show up in baggy clothes to college or tuitions and hardly wear make-up except from sunscreen, unless I would be going out for some special occasion. It wasn’t the best of my decisions but it was what I thought made me a rebel, a non-conformist. From writing articles on LGBTQ to not applying for the same companies or clubs and committees everybody else is.

No one was watching me but I was sure of sticking to my values - finding my own unique path my way without conforming to the mainstream.

All this sounds weird now, but it was what it was then.

But that silent rebellion took me places too. I remember, in my engineering college, women were only supposed to wear white salwar kameez for the Group Discussion and Personal Interview process for campus placements. The representatives of the first company that had come for placements had arrived and conducted a group discussion. I wore a pink shirt and a pair of black trousers and walked along my girls from the hostel to the venue.

It was my expression of being a rule breaker, of standing up for what I believe in. I felt it was regressive and restrictive to be wearing salwar kameez when we go out wearing jeans and shorts and skirts.

Women around me were not only impressed but they also said I would be placed right then and there. I did well in the group discussion and the interview that followed. Just like that, I was placed.

I was 21 years old and life was a movie.

I had asked a friend to photoshop my pic to fit on a table and chair that made me look like I was sitting at a corporate office. He did. It was funny but it was my vision board even before vision boards were a trendy topic on Instagram.

Today I make a shabby reel on Instagram and say to myself - that’s me, that’s who I am. I do not exist to impress anyone but me.

There are more stories and I will share them on another evening. Day by day, as we grow older, rebellion feels tiresome. You want to ask the world - will I be safer if I conform?

You flung your arms open like a little child eager to be lifted and held. And you ask - will I be loved if I hide myself, keep my head low, and just do what everyone else is doing?

And so, when I try to write the newsletter, the doubts and tiredness take over me and I wonder if I really am the writer you are looking for, weaving the perfect words you want to read.

I know coaches who write essays after essays on the same topic whether it is money or relationships or feminine energy or what not. They put up perfect templates on IG and share 3 newsletters on the same day.

I take a sip from my coffee and take a bite from my French toast. The cafe is full of people and no matter how many people have read my book, nobody knows me here.

I can be anything and anyone here. I can eat with my hands and ditch the fork and knife or I can stuff my face with food; no one will bat an eyelid. And so I can write… anything I wish to.

That was the whole purpose I started this letter with - not to coach you or give you a rulebook for life or to give you instructions on what you should or should not do. I started this because I wanted to share my life, my thoughts, my lessons, and hope that maybe, in this process, someone else feels seen and understood too.

That’s how I started writing poetry - for me first, and then for you.

They say, you can’t write your heart out with someone reading over your shoulder. Sometimes that someone is your own judgmental mind or the invisible audience you have thought would read your letter and judge your character. And this is why I take myself back to what I once said and wrote - Write like no one’s reading.

I am sitting at a cafe filled with people and surprisingly, no one’s reading over my shoulder as I write.

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published'You must be unintimidated by your own thoughts because if you write with someone looking over your shoulder, you'll never write.'- Nikki Giovanni

With love, as always,

Sanhita Baruah

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P.S. My sister sent me this Dobby meme today as a joke and I think it makes so much sense as a rebel in her 30s versus the Legally Blonde version of rebel in her 20s. :-D

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