Samghatta

There is no becoming without collision.

Every force that shapes us arrives through impact—the meeting of light and shadow, fire and water, longing and resistance. The sun and moon do not simply coexist; they collide. Their rays crash into each other, pressing light upon light, illuminating the world through their friction. It is not a soft meeting. It is the heat of transformation, the pressure of opposing forces birthing something new.

We, too, are shaped by these collisions. The friction between who we were and who we are becoming. The tension between past and present, desire and restraint, certainty and the unknown. We crave ease, but it is resistance that makes us.

It is in the edges where new life is birthed.
The in-between places where life is abundant.
Where two worlds collide is the birthplace of possibility.

In the spaces of impact, we are invited into a deeper union—not one of seamless harmony, but of raw, undeniable presence. To merge with what is. To let the pressure shape us. To trust that the fire of friction does not destroy, but reveals.

Because transformation is not soft. It is the light that blinds before it illuminates. The heat that burns before it purifies. The collision that shatters, only to bring us back to ourselves.