Sarala Life — Life in Chapters: Careers, Canines, Cabernet & Courage

Lately, when people ask me what I’ve been working on, the answer is simple — myself. Not in the neatly packaged way that sounds like a self-help headline, but in the messy, honest, heart-heavy way that real transformation demands.

I’ve been learning to release anger I held onto for too long, and fear that disguised itself as control. I’ve been letting go of ideologies that were never really mine — beliefs about what success should look like, how life should unfold, who I should be by now. It’s uncomfortable, humbling work to unlearn.

There’s been pain — the kind that comes with loss, both expected and unfair. I’ve sat in the thick of uncertainty, staring at plans that didn’t pan out and paths I had to abandon. I’ve faced the quiet shame of mistakes that echoed louder than they should, and learned to stop replaying them like a punishment.

But I’m still here. And I’m trusting — slowly — that what’s meant for me is already finding its way. I’m speaking more gently to myself, reminding myself that self-doubt may visit, but it doesn’t get to stay. That healing doesn’t have to be loud or visible. And that sometimes, the best work you’ll ever do is the quiet, unseen kind — the kind that rebuilds you from within.