Jun 2 (edited) • 🌙 Nova Notification
Why I am not a Namaste girly.
Over the weekend, I was speaking with a woman from New Delhi who made me laugh and smile in the best way.
She said:
'In India, we welcome everyone…
Lost souls—welcome.
Wanderers—welcome.
Lovers—welcome.
Haters—welcome.
Skeptics, seekers, saints, and sinners—welcome.'
And the way she said it?
Completely sincere.
No judgment.
Just openness.
It reminded me of a moment years ago, walking through the sacred ruins of Hampi, India.
I wasn’t greeted with the word “Namaste,” like I’d heard so many times before.
Instead, I was greeted with Namaskar.
It wasn’t casual.
It wasn’t filtered through a yoga meme or tourist brochure.
It felt sacred—a bow from one soul to another.
Even as a foreigner, I felt seen.
Not for my skin, clothes, or culture—but for something much deeper.
“Namaskar” comes from namaha—a bow of devotion—and kar, meaning to do.It’s not just a word.
It’s a conscious act of bowing.A gesture that says:
I recognize the divine in you. I bow to that truth.
In a world of polarities, there’s something healing in that.
Because sometimes healing is about being truly seen.
So today, whether you feel lost or luminous, grounded or growing…
I offer you this:
🪷 Namaskar. I see you. I bow to the light in you.
Have you ever experienced healing simply by being seen?
I’d love to hear your story. SHARE BELOW!
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Why I am not a Namaste girly.
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