Sex has been long seen as a forbidden exercise. Every time I talk about  sex I see people giggling and my own friends coming back with stupid questions making fun of the whole  concept. Addressing all questions in one go I would want to state that,  Yes Sex is sacred. It sure is. To explain this further I would want to take an example of any experience in life. Each experience is different for every human being. we all rate same songs differently, same movies differently and react to different situations quite differently.

Sex is no different. Like the same food in a restaurant is both appreciated and criticised by different set of people, similarly sacred sex is some thing that is picked only by handful of people who  are open for experiment. Magic will only resonate with the ears those who are open to listening to its whispers. However when I say sacred it does not mean religiously sacred, it just means divine. It means cosmic energies coming together to align the pleasure in the best way possible that benefits your soul. It reaches beyond bodies to the spirit.

Sex is a core essential of humanity and it plays a role in your overall mental and physical health. Sadly lot of sex todayis judged and watched through the sidelines of porn and various other vain methods. It is judged by the external body and not the energies that explode inblood and flesh. While this does get you a release but this would be short lived and carries animal instinct in nature. Ironically Sex is a explosive energy that we carry in our Kundalini and most of the time we don’t even realise it.

The first step towards partnering me in this divine program is to love yourself. To give anything to others you must have it enough yourself. Hence you should not be love starved. You have to be open and warm towards understanding your own spirit. Believe that you are God’s own child or a beautiful creation of whatever source of energy you believe in. Believe in your own impulses and believe in your own goodness. Have faith in your power of sharing and giving to all the other forms of life on this planet.

Accept with warmth that your partner is also the same divine form of energy created in your own form. He or she also is imperfect like you but is connected to the same source of energy or created by the same God and sent to you to carve meaningful experiences in life. Some of them might not have been so everlasting and happy but all of them were meant towards making your journey complete. Those were Karmic lessons for your soul in life which would have not been complete without those experiences. Having said that I would focus on that some other time.

Another most important hitch to have total surrender to the program is age. Believe me when I say that age is no barrier to create a masterpiece. Some of the most creative people started avid late in life and did amazingly well. On the contrary age with itself brings a sense of maturity and a knowhow of various things. It is free of experimenting and figuring out your own sexuality in a raw way. Most of the times you have seen the other side of the coin and hence the spirit is more hungry to find out its own divine print with a hunger more than ever.

Here is where a deeper understanding of forgiving yourself and the partner comes in with the warmth of a mature love that dwells at the death of oceans and not floats in shallow lakes. Once you accept each other as a divine blueprint brought together for a soulful union believing that sex is not bad. It was created by god for every form of life with love as a way to create life. Like Rumi says ‘set your life on fire and seek those who fan your flames.’ I take this further by adding ‘also be the one who wants to fan flames of love in others.’

For many it means childish but ambience while you make love is the utmost important thing. Why do you think movies strive on the background music and essential sets to match the emotion. the scented candles, a special corner for having tea in those special glasses, a soft blanket only for special occasions, time out from children, a romantic sound from some app or binaural track to enhance alpha waves, rose petals and ah it already sounds beautiful. Doesn’t it? What stops you to do some thing that sounds so beautiful even in imagination. Give wings to the imagination. You are the star of your movie. Be it.

Prepare your external body. A body is beautiful irrespective of some vain parameters thrown at you by the darker society that we are part of. Love your body with oils, a nice hair do, a special piece of fabric that matches your spirt. There has to be no body shame. Anyone who judges the spirit through body is not eligible for sacred sex and the peace that it can endow upon your spirit. Your fat little stomach is as much a part of you as your beautiful eyes. A scar on you is God’s special signature on your spirit with a mark left for your lover to find you. Be proud of every inch of yourself. You are alive. Feel it.

Design your own little rituals. Till you do that follow one of mine. Make an orange circle and fill it with rose petals. Sit in between looking at the third eye of each other. Nah Do not feel shy. Its just you and your other half. You have always known each other. Hesitations came in due to the mundane things you encountered on planet earth. However you are beyond this. Both of you are eternal.

Take turns with adorning essential oils on each other, crown area, third eye, genitals and wherever you are attracted to. Even those feet. Practice looking into each others eyes. You have no idea what a connect you can form through eyes while your hearts are open to each other. No better time to form a stronger connect. No better time to forgive and revive the earlier connects. Practice.

Visualise yourself with your partner in a glowing light. See yourself in a shining white star making love to each other and being part of the cosmic union of universe. Say things that you mean. Talk to each other about what magical visualisations you can see without any judgement. Be free and in the moment. Let your mind be intoxicated enough to show no judgement.

Talk about it once you are through the experience of being one. Go slow. There is no hurry. Universe is singing with you and you are humming the same song. Sacredly.

You will see how one mindset shift becomes a game changer in your lives.

Peace, Love and Light

Kavita Kabira: Author of Few Moments of letting Go, Life Guide, conversationalist and Meditator



Single Parenting

If you are a single parent you might worry about bringing up a healthy and a happy child without guilt. No matter what anyone tells you trust me if you set clear boundaries, provide them with an emotionally strong base and are conscious enough to read such blogs as mine, you are already half the way with a good job.

Research says that how much ever the old system would like you to feel that two parent families were better, children raised by single parents are just as happy as other children. It also shows that on an average one child needs one loving adult role model. Hence stop stressing and torturing yourself with those dark thoughts of being a bad mother or a father.

KINGSIZE MOMENTS :  Whether you’re a single or partnered, it’s all about spending time with the child. Time and pure time will be the key factor in making your child happier and mentally healthier. And, yes this can be as simple as just one kiss on the forehead, having fun in the living room, reading together, watching movies together, chatting and doing things together. You can have those quality selfies, chit-chats anywhere. Make the best of the everyday moment, your kingsize moment of the day. You can even go ahead and make a journal of your kingsize moments of the day.

PRAISE, PRAISE, PRAISE, REPEAT : Three rules of bringing up a confident child is praise, repeatedly. Do not and I insist, do not miss any moment where you can appreciate the child for anything that he or she has accomplished or even not been able to accomplish. Appreciate the effort. Remember the child is coping up with lot of things too. You might want to tell him how proud you re of the little things her she has done.

ACKNOWLEDGE FEELINGS: Teach them to accept their own feelings and learn to put anger or resentment in words rather than letting it pile on or showing in actions. These stressful feelings can bring forward challenging behavior that might not be socially acceptable. First and foremost acknowledge your own and try teaching by example.

SAY SORRY YOURSELF: One thing I have learnt as a mother is that children also expect adults to be sorry. At times when I have screamed on my girl, I noticed she was hurt. I also knew I overreacted. Those were the times I went and apologized. Just because they are tiny don’t think they would let you get away with nasty things. As an adult some times you might take your frustrations out at the wrong place. If you feel it, never shy away from saying sorry. The little ones are far more forgiving that you think. At the same time they are the grudge keeping experts as well that could hinder their growth unless you don’t care. Don’t give them a chance to keep grudges, rather turn them into adults who can admit and stand up to their goof ups.

INTEGRITY: Now am not asking you to speak out your heart’s verbatim but try be as close to your honest feelings as possible. Why did you separate? what happened? what’s the love equation between you and the other parent? Do you do drugs? Do you approve dating? Do you feel okay if they date same sex? There would be loads of such questions. All I am saying is talk and speak what you really believe in. Be as close as possible to your humane side with them. They understand if logically explained.

MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS: If the other parent is safe and provides for their safety please let them exist and you co exist. No-one and no-one on this planet earth can ever replace YOU in your child’s life. So just let the child enjoy other equations and don’t  be selfish. Let things be.

Parenting is like home decor. As long as the basics are in place you can decorate the home as per your choice. It’s your child, you have to follow your heart since you are the one raising another piece of the same.

Author – Kavita Kabira


Spirituality Influencers

I am the one who fills in the gap between you and God.

As Spirituality Influencers our role is to help people find their purpose. In this urgent rush hour where there is conscious and collective evolution of human mind. More and more people are turning towards spirituality more than religion. It is essential to be exposed to the right kind of masters and events to connect to your own individual road map.

For instance meditation is defined by set parameters by lot of people. Often we believe that sitting in one position with closed eyes and trying hard to achieve a thoughtless brain is meditation. Maybe it was never the right way for my spirit to meditate like that. If you put a student with no appetite for a particular subject in that class isn’t he bound to fail. Meditation for my spirit might come through dance, swimming, playing chess or just wandering alone in the mountains.

Anything it could be anything. There are different paths towards the mountain peak. There is no need to follow one. In fact you can even discover your own. You can pick up a shaman as your life coach. You can register in places like Zorba, attend the talks on Shanidasha, or simply follow an online program. There are ways of evolving like reiki or crystal healings that one can use for himself or others. You can also follow teachers like Sadhguru, The art of living etc.

I have tried to connect with the higher self in various ways. I have figured out that there is so much to explore. The vibrational detoxes or sound meditations. The dream state or just the state of trance.

However there are lot of people who just would want to extract money out of misleading and exploiting the urge to find peace in human minds. We make sure that our tribe gets the best practices available and the best experiences through us. We also try and get the best deals for you by networking with the best teachers in the world.

Be a part of wisdomvalley tribe.

Kavita Kabira: Founder Director Wisdom valley. Author , blogger, mystic.


My grand mom told me that stars in the sky were blue twinkling eyes of angels, watching over us from above. She believed that since all our gods were blue in colour the sky was painted blue. Her marble temple in the North east corner of her room had a beautiful blue coloured Shiva sitting handsomely upright with a glittering half moon on his head. Even as I grew up I was awestruck with her stories of the legendary Shiva and often envied the content and complete Parvati. A breathtaking synergy celebrating the man with her  woman. The Shiva and Shakti. 

We never went back to her old house after her death. I don’t know what happened to that temple of hers but she left a little blue covered diary for me that narrated her version of Shiva and Parvati stories. My mother passed it on to me. Since then my favourite colour became blue. Even today I stand in my balcony surrounded by big green palms, wondering who would be watching over me. 

Those are the days my palms talk to me in deep husky voice that soothes the rush inside me. Overtime they had bent towards the direction of my voice. At least they liked to listen to me endlessly unlike Kabir who always thought I was too loud. 

“Maya you used to be soft spoken when I met you. I think some devil spirit has got into you.” He would pretend to be funny. Kabir was my husband of 8 years and every year was getting more and more difficult to keep pace with him. Things were still all right till the time my mental sickness as they call it got worse. These days my visions not only surprised me, they take me into a different dimension. They cajoled me, exposed me, played with me, made me cry some times and overwhelmed me in all possible ways.

The bell rang and broke my chain of thoughts. I left the mysterious zone of my balcony that often acted like a time machine for my overthinking brain and walked towards our door. It seemed a long journey to cross the hallway. 

Our hallway was half heartedly designed by us as much as our relationship had become. There was a time when we together brought that wooden wardrobe with a light bulb on the topmost shelf giving a warm and rustic feel to the surroundings. I tastefully kept our photo frames on it. Though Kabir didn’t quite like it. He thought I was too dramatic. 

I had kept some books of Khalil Gibran and Paulo Coelho, my all time favourite authors. It was only me who loved fiction. Kabir read but only factual and news worthy content. He loved his newspaper, his I pad, his Apple smart watch and his business papers. He thought lowly of my Mi note but I also loved its camera. I captured moments with my palms in it. My colourful green friends, that came with me long way. 

Many more books included some management ones have added there and photo frames have been replaced by expensive crystal. There is a white ivory elephant on the second shelf and below that are a mix of candles. I used to collect them but didn’t have a heart to burn them. They were so beautiful. 

Its strange how we destroy or change things that we find beautiful. I never liked to burn those  candles we so fondly bought together. We want to change things and people we fall in love once to the extent that we destroy them. While in college Kabir thought I was a natural rustic romantic with no drama and loved my poetry. The bell rang again. It was not Kabir. 

“Kabir Sir wont come home tonight, Mam. He had to fly for a business trip and told me to leave his car keys and credit card with you. He would take couple of days depending upon work,” said Ratnesh, his subordinate. 

‘Thanks,’ I took the keys from his hand. He hands were sweaty. It must have been the leather cover on the steering that produces heat if you clutch it too tightly. Kabir was always smooth with driving the car around. He loved his wheel cover though I found them little too loud. 

“Is Kirti mam also travelling with him.” I asked him. 

‘Yes Mam’, his eyelids flickered and he looked away before he greeted me and left. I closed the door while something bolted my heart as well as if centring my piercing pain within one corner. I  came back into my space. 

The palm was waiting for me, ‘So is he busy today also.’ Said the green shoot of palm gently touching my elbow. It felt ticklish.

‘Come on he has work. He is busy.’ I managed to look away trying to size up my aloe vera plant. How much had it come up over these last few days. Was it really purifying the air. 

What about the emotions, memories, energies we breathe in and breathe out everyday. Imagine the entire load transfer. It goes in, vividly takes you to yesterland and swoosh out dropping you back. Is there a filter for it.

‘Don’t let that bully, trouble you.’ Aloe vera had guessed what thoughts I was breathing in. I chuckled at my own vulnerability. 

Suddenly all of them started entwining with each other. Aren’t they supposed to be green? It’s freaking me out but I am unable to move. Too dumbstruck with the beautiful portrait that was shaping up right in my corner balcony. 

I had a four bedroom house, an independent villa, quite different from what Kabir and I had first brought for ourselves. I used to be more fond of that home. A cozy two bedroom flat in a luxury condo. We didn’t hire a designer to do it up then. Avantika was born there. She had big and beautiful eyes that glowed in dark. Nothing was more beautiful than her but this was also a short-lived joy since the baby was born with the hole in her heart. A sleepyhead daughter that Kabir didn’t want she decided to leave forever. Kabir always wanted a boy.

‘I don’t want another weirdo in my life.’ Kabir snapped as his fork dived into his grilled chicken. They had come out to celebrate her birthday with close friends. Kabir had open an expensive champagne that ruthlessly fell on ground reminding her of those tears that  He had ordered a lip smacking customised cake from the branded bakery. It was a  blueberry cake with twinkling starry effect created by bright fluorescent green candies specially designed to showcase a plump woman with slightly protruding belly lost in her own world. 

‘A boy is what is destined for my family name. After all who would carry on with the whole empire for. It cant be a dreamy absentminded sleepyhead.’ Everyone laughed since it was said in light vein including Maya who contributed a sheepish smile. It was only Jenny her childhood friend who noticed the dim of her eyes. She was shocked that such educated bunch of society could make such nasty preferences over gender and laugh. Kabir wasn’t like this when she first met him at a debate talking about women empowerment. 

‘You didn’t like it, right.’ Jenny later asked her staring into her wide and sad eyes that looked as if they were an endless path to some secret legend coded at the back of their black silvery shine.

‘Of course, you didn’t like it.’ Said the little tiny purple flower in her balcony. By now they all were growing into long ropes shining at the ends. Maybe the sun was glittering or was it something else. Should I have some water? 

The purple flower started growing bigger and bigger till it grew almost the size of a small stool. From nowhere I heard a familiar giggle of a little girl. The fern at the corner had almost become like a curtain. They were all shades of green. No, there were more colours to them. The colours of earth were merging everywhere in her balcony. I felt leaves growing on myself. My body felt muddy. My knees grew week and I would have fallen on the ground if the money plant wouldn’t come to my rescue. It wrapped itself around my body as if holding her in his arms. 

‘Yes, you didn’t like it. You shouldn’t have let it dull your inner child’ Said the money plant. He kissed my dry lips sending me into a trance like state. Oh my god was I so stressed inside!

My body was generating warmth and a sense of belongingness towards the curvy money plant gripping me tight. Last time I felt similar to this was when I had kissed my gym instructor few years back. It was my immature way of giving back to Kabir for cheating on her savagely. The whole office knew about his business trips that he arranged with Kirti, his personal assistant. She was almost a blonde with her fair Russian origin, rather pale white skin and a curved body. No wonder Kabir was not interested in her body anymore. 

The money plant wrapped itself around my body rhythmically as if making me one in its dance. It turned red in colour as if matching the flames in my mind. From some where that little girl again came and sat on the purple flower. She looked so much like little Avantika, always looking at me with a sad smile. The offshoots were so big, they were reaching till the sky. I could not see anything but multicolour garden surrounding me and the little girl on the flower, opening into the blue sky changing shades. It felt as if the stems were some cracks in a huge building opening up to the rising moon over my head.

‘Do you see the shades in the sky’ the little girl asked me. ‘I painted them with my oil pastels.’  Kabir never noticed that Avantika was a gifted painter. As a little girl she always loved her oil pastels and I remember how beautiful she sketched the sky once with stars twinkling from above. It had a small bird flying away which she named after herself. 

Even while she was admitted in the hospital for her surgery, she carried her colours with her. As per the doctors her situation was deteriorating because she was pale and weak to handle the surgery. They suggested that she could have been saved if she was shifted to Bangalore for her treatment as soon as possible. Only if Kabir would have cancelled his abroad trip and be back in time. Was it that he didn’t care enough.

“Don’t think about all that now,” said the shining yellow coloured plant like thing. Look at that, the plants were turning into creeping alien like forms. It looked like a yellow shining bamboo oil pastel. It flew in the air and drew geometric patterns that danced in the sky. Avantika giggled. I could touch the colours with my fingers. They were like waves and shimmered and moved with my touch. Everything was like some magic canvas around. The sky was buzzing with a mix of grey and pink. Pink represented the love in her heart and grey the hurt. The atoms that I am formed of are ninety-nine percent empty, is what I read in one of my favourite books. I felt as if that ninety-nine percent was grey. The same grey that I felt when Kabir had first slapped me. I hit my head on the bed and cried in pain but he didn’t come back in the room. The first slap led to other and then physical violence in between us backed up by abuses became a norm. It all got coded in some form of grey. Let me focus on the Pink. Avantika gave me a pink oil pastel. 

“Right ma, remember the pink umbrella I painted to save you from the rain.” I heard a throaty giggle. I noticed the sky was getting dark and brilliant light was striking my eyes from above. Those lanterns hanging up in the sky were mesmerising. I try to focus on the sky but it keeps moving. The road that my balcony overlooked seemed to be glittering with shooting stars. Were they the moving headlights or I was shifting to another universe. After all metaphysics says we have parallel infinite universes we exist in the same time. The fractals and the ancient images dance above my head. I start painting them all pink. So much pink, it feels as if it is playing with my mind. 

Somewhere in the distance I hear a ring tone. Was someone calling on the landline. I could not react to it since my eyes refused to let my ears intervene. I felt as if someone was erasing and making me unlearn what all I had learn till date. I wanted a world full of love , concern and it was ticking right there in front of me. Where was I ? A dream ? My mouth suddenly feels dry and I can hear my own heart beat. I heard a distant voice calling my name. Was it my maid. It all sounded gibberish to me. Someone was reprogramming me from up there. The lanterns burst open and made a star like pattern. 

“Since how long we have watched you,” I heard a husky gentle voice talking to me. “You don’t belong here.” My heart is ticking to another beat. I try to touch those twinkling eyes but could not move my hands. My hands seemed faraway. In fact my whole body seemed distant beneath me, some where far and scattered with green muddy wrinkles swelling on it. It was ugly.

“You are far too beautiful for here.” The voice said. Come with me. 

Where is Kabir? A thought came to me. Will anyone miss me if I go with the gentle voice and do what I am getting programmed for. I felt connected to the whole universe except earth. Will Kabir miss me or would he get a reason to celebrate with Kirti. Sadly it never felt he missed Avantika either. 

“Come let me take you to the blue universe,” I could hear a warm smile in that husky voice. The light blasted and everything seemed to melt including me. In that moment I merged into the borders, the thin air and I became one with it. I was the thin air. I was the green, the pink the grey but there was no me. I was floating with those eyes dancing around me. My vision gave way. I had no eyes. I became blue eyes. In that moment of serendipity I realised the colours were always inside me. I didn’t need anyone else to paint my canvas. I didn’t need anyone else to write my story. 

Who was telling the story ? And whose story was it anyway ? 

The words fluttered and flew in the wind. 

As I blinked I knew, I belonged here. I was a pair of one of those eyes that secretly watch over humans from above. Only because one day a lost pair of light might need to merge into dark colourful blue.


A short story by Kavita Kabira : Founder Director Wisdomvalley, Author and Blogger

I want to have sex with ‘LOVE’


I belong to a school where love is romanticised. For me it is still a fairy tale, a bright summer day, edge of the mountain, a country shack on the beach, a long drive, holding hands, looking at the sky for hours together, reading books, dedicating songs. It’s still the same for me. Yet when I look around I get confused. It’s a changed definition for most of the people.

Love is floating all around. It is there in the short skirts, in the tequila shots, in friday night plans, in eventful gatherings. It is there in the back seats of fast driving cars leading to a scattered size bed. It is there in juicy conversations made over a drink, in red lipsticks. It’s strange how people are hell bent on finding love in their lives. It’s ok to have a no string affair out of a committed relationship but love, oh no. Love will tear us apart.

It confuses me what people today trying to find. It is looking for more sex in the name of love. We get lonely and then glamourise the whole thing. The love depletes from our surroundings with so many distractions ready to grab our attention. We march ahead to escape the whole situation and find more love to replenish ourselves. The kind of love that has no baggage. The one that is easier and comes with no heart break. The one that can happen with multiple people without any arithmetic to it.

When I was studying literature I figured out that I have the ability to fall in love with more than one person at a given point of time. Little did I know the difference would be perceived by us this way. Falling in intense love with one person is incredible with its ups and downs. Its intense moments and mind blowing experiences. Imagine duplication of it. For me love is still holding hands and looking up at the sky for hours at those twinkling stars. Night after night. How many stars, how many nights.

Not everyone matches my idea of love. Before you think I am getting judgemental, I must say that I have a high regard for sex. Oh the feeling of dissolving myself in the nectar of love into another body is divine. Yet no one tells us how to treat ourselves with all that drama and misery that love brings around with itself. It’s easier to find love between sheets that stand crisp for a night. I am not against sex but i want to find sex for sex and not mix it with love.

I want our generation to be less fearful of love. I want to fearlessly board the train of love even when I know I might have to get off and create another road map for myself. I want to escape my loneliness with sex but then I don’t want to do it in the name of love. I am tired of unwanted conversations, misleading gym tracks, and variety over stability. I want to choose my sadness since it makes me wiser and mature. It makes me cynical and poisonous too but it makes me fearless. I want to be rather fearless and board the train with love with all its side effects. I don’t want to massage my pain with a funky hairdo snorting pleasures through the wind and getting on to a roller coaster ride for the night. Then come back home to my creepy dark self and prepare for another water park ticket. I rather want to board the train knowing the journey is temporary and would end. I want to evolve with every journey and let every journey grow upon me. I want to helplessly fall in love and have sex with it again and again.

Kavita Kabira: Bestselling author. motivational speaker, psychotherapist.



Anger is an emotion learnt by us in early years itself. it is one of the basic emotion a child gets familiar with. Anger in itself is not healthy or unhealthy but if it flares out of control it can cause much vital damage to everyone involved. So while it is absolutely normal to feel angry when you’re wronged, cheated or mistreated, it can lead to life long catastrophe if you don’t know where to stop.

The best way to help yourself and others is to learn the causes and triggers and to diffuse them before they burst out. Wisdom Valley brings you workshops in anger management for all age groups. Unfortunately lot of people underestimate the anger issues faced by children. It is a terrible psychological problem that is faced constantly by educators and parents where a child’s anger erupts frequently and blows all limits set by adults. We have workshops that cater to children about how to manage their various set of emotions involving 16 essential personality traits and factors.

We also offer workshops for men and women who are having problems to deal with day to day life due to anger issues. Anger harms internal health as well as it causes hurt that seals itself for life sometimes

Out of control anger can hurt your physical health, your mental format, your career, your relationships and almost everything around you.

Our workshops are designed to offer assistance to deal with your anger in a better way and come across calmer in life.


What is really behind your anger

What are your triggers and insights about your own emotional health

Ways to diffuse potentially violent situations

Skill set to use in situations where anger takes over

Difference between assertiveness and aggression

Problem Solving and Conflict resolving

Responsibility about your actions and not blaming others

Self evaluation and meditation exercises

Why people react aggressively without thinking of consequences

Part 1 – Why anger and aggression are dominating

  • Society and anger
  • Anger and health
  • Anger and Mind fog
  • Myths about anger
  • Uncontrolled anger is like a trance state that goes uncontrollable
  • Anger triggers

Part 2 – Help your anger

  • How to help children with their anger
  • Anger distorts reality
  • Anger and depression
  • Five minute breather techniques
  • Neutralising affirmations
  • Sex and anger

Part 3 – Coping with anger

  • Timing is everything
  • Positive thinking
  • Anger and love
  • Communicate your bottled up feelings

Part 4 – Calming 

  • Stress and danger
  • Meditation techniques


Course has minimum of 50 hour online and offline sessions with our meditation coach, NLP Coach and Clinical Psychologist taking therapy sessions. You are expected to also appear for a personality trait test so that we can work better on aspects required


The course fee is Rs 60000/ and on successful completion you would be awarded a certificate on behalf of WISDOM VALLEY FOUNDATION. The commercial transactions would happen through our knowledge partners HERE AND NOWW.


Kavita Kabira : Author is the  Founder Wisdom Valley Foundation. A school for alternate education in life. Anger management course is partnered with our knowledge partners to help with NLP and psychometric tests for best results



Loneliness is some thing that acts as a slow poison. The problem with mental imbalance is that no-one gets what you are going through until you break down. Tears flow through your eyes giving away the amount of hurt you have gone through. The number of times your self respect has been wounded and still you have survived. It pricks every moment but still since you have worn your orange lipstick with that colourful eye makeup everyone thinks you are in your highest spirits. You go coach the little kids out of their fears, have conversations with people bout their lives. Maybe at times help few of lost souls in taking decisions, yet when you come back to that grand bed of yours you know that life is empty. You can help people because you know where it pitches but then again when it comes to yourself you got to move on. You got to understand that there is no-one that can ucropped-life-occassion.jpgnderstand your hurt. Since you have to fight your battle alone. This is loneliness. When you look around in the mirror and you can see yourself frozen. Its ice all around. People are sending warm wishes but they don’t reach you because you are immersed in cold.

Slowly there is a feeing that is injected into you. It gradually spreads into your body and gives birth to an ache. It makes you doubtful about your dreams. You can see people but you can’t feel them. There are tears but you can’t cry. There is no reason you can give yourself about being that sad but then there is no reason to be happy either. Life crumbles and falls in front of you. You join classes to learn about how to handpick the fallen stones of life.

The idea is to keep going. Take a glass of rum, get yourself warm and keep going. Dont quit. Its alwaysand only about how long could you withheld the cold storm. How long could you walk with the hurting foot. How long. Its just about how long it would be .

Just a little longer.

Winners do it just a little longer.

So you there, I know you are frozen but I dare you not give up.

Stay in just a little longer and let the spring touch you.

Kavita Kabira- Autor and motivational speaker

Binaural beats meditation – your shortcut to bliss


You don’t need to meditate like a Buddhist monk for hours to feel the benefits of meditation.

There is a shortcut 😉 … Binaural Beats!

Binaural Beats Meditations are actually my favorite, mainly because they are so effective. Many people miss out on the benefits of meditation, because they cannot reach a deeper state of mind during their meditation. Binaural Beats are your shortcut ;-)!

No matter if you are a beginner or a meditation expert, binaural beats can help you to relax within minutes and take you right into a blissful state.

But let’s start from the beginning.

What are binaural beats exactly?

Binaural beats are a brainwave entrainment technique by audio stimulation that affects your brain activity and therefore how you feel. It was a German physicist, Heinrich Wilhelm Dove, in the 19th century who first discovered how the brain responds when presented with different sound frequencies. But it was not until the 20th century when this technique associated with music started to become more popular to help people meditate more effectively.

How do binaural beats work?

Basically a tone with one frequency is played in your left ear and a slightly different one in your right ear. The brain then reacts and tries to reconcile and synchronize both frequencies by creating its own tone (or beat) with its own frequency. This is called the binaural beat and is exactly the difference between the left and the right tone frequencies.

Let me give you an example. If you hear a 100Hz tone in your left ear and a 110Hz tone in your right ear, the binaural beat created by your brain would have a frequency of 10Hz. You will need to use stereo headphones for the beats to work, as they are being produced directly in your brain.

Binaural beats take you faster into the Alpha state

There are a number of scientific research studies on how binaural stimulation makes it easier to enter the Alpha state. In simple words: it’s all about the frequency of the binaural beat. When it has a frequency between 7Hz and 13Hz it triggers a specific brain activity and brings you to the relaxed state of Alpha.

To give you some background information:

Your brain operates at different brainwave frequencies throughout your day. This activity is very unique to you, like your heartbeats, your brain waves have a special rhythm and pattern. Your brain incorporates different Beta, Alpha, Theta and Delta frequencies at different levels during the course of your day to match your behavior and activities.

In Beta (13-40Hz) you are wide-awake, alert. Your mind is sharp and focused. This may be the case at a brainstorming meeting, before an exam, at any activity that needs high concentration and peak performance of you.

The Alpha State kicks in between 7-13 Hz. With the gentle waves of Alpha you relax deeply, your brain activity slows down, your awareness expands, fresh creativity begins to flow, your stress resolves quickly.

The brainwaves in Theta are even slower with 4-7Hz, where brain activity slows almost to the point of sleep. It opens the door to your most creative side, to brilliant ideas, you experience flashes of dreamlike imagery, inspiration or forgotten memories. Sometimes you may feel that your mind expands beyond your body. Theta is the deepest levels of meditation, awakes intuition and opens the door to your subconscious mind.

And finally beats with a lower frequency than 4Hz usually bring you a deep sleep and to the Delta State. Delta is the slowest of all four brain wave frequencies. These frequencies trigger the release of hormones beneficial for healing and regeneration. This is why a good deep sleep is necessary in the healing process.

Studies have shown that with binaural beats you can enter easily into a deep relaxation mode and access the key to your subconscious mind more effectively than without that audio stimulus. Mostly you will find on top of the beats relaxing music because without, it may sound a bit odd to you or at least takes some time getting used to.


Why should you include binaural beats in your meditation routine?

As Matthieu Ricard, the Happiest Man Alive, once said:

“anyone can be happy by simply training their brain”.

But training takes time.

Meditation is a journey, a long one that can exhaust you halfway if you don’t persevere. By incorporating binaural beats to your meditation routine, the journey gets easier.

Try out this binaural beat meditation to raise your energy levels. To get optimal results I would recommend high quality products, though. I personally like Omharmonics. Here is a Demo for that on YouTube.

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As I read the news today I saw a statement from a principal of a very reputed school with regards to usage of internet. As per the statement the internet should be banned in schools since it is the root cause of most of the problems and goof ups. Technology is growing massively over last few years and no matter how much I agree with the dangers lurking over our children through the clouds of internet, I cannot bring myself to vote for banning it.

I am sure tomorrow my child will benefit much more than knowing how to make a you tube video or create a quick webcast than to read about indigenous rocks. Yes like every parent I am scared by the blue whales and sharks and what not. Even the best of softwares in the world are prone to hacking and are not hundred percent safe. yet when I think about it I relate with in a very simple way. I remember my mom telling me not to use the phone too much in those old times. Back then phone was only replacing a telegram for them unlike today. Yet me and my friends managed to “use the phone our way”. In fact we managed to create a way for practically everything that was forbidden for us.

Such is the way of life. The younger generation will always find out a way for what they have to do until there is a logical explanation given to them. Even then some times they would go ahead and give in to temptation. Hence according to me and my psychology team it is imperative to guide them. No it is not a story of one fine day, they need to Repeat, Remind, Revise. 3Rs like I call them. Its about keep repeating and reminding the right thing so that it embeds in their subconscious.

I understand there is a flip side to internet but then what does not have a flip side. Internet safety is just the part of the game. There is sexual abuse, self body exploitation, drugs, diet, academics and so on and so forth. Hence saying that our lives are getting out of control because of mere gadgets is a very lame excuse that we would pass on to our coming generation. I would rather want my daughter to use internet and technology to make her life convenient while I also passon the thumb rule of self discipline to her that is needed in every sphere of life.

A recent Survey said that only 20 % of parents are pro banning internet. Surely I am not one of them. Another survey said that almost 43% of teachers feel that there schools should have an e-safety policy, an e-safety program that equips students to use technology to their benefit. Hence it is imperative to bring in Internet safety modules early in life and not when the damage is done. Just like I would teach my daughter to drive a car, make a chapatti, eat right, I want to teach her to be technologically responsible.

Rescript the STRANGER talk: Most of the times when a child encounters a stranger, so to say, he is nothing like what most children believe it to be. Most abusers or stalkers are charming. They lure and trick the children. Children have to be taught that person in uniform is not necessary the safest person. They need to develop their intuition. They have to be taught to spot any out of the way behaviour. They need to learn to keep their guards up in a very healthy way. Also if they are lost some where the family needs to have an action plan in place wherein a child know how to seek help intelligently.

How to Handle PREDATORS: Children need to be taught that its okay to be not polite all the time to all the people. No adult would need assistance from a child and hence it is perfectly fine to say NO, when they want to, for any help being asked by a suspicious character. they are free to walk away, run or scream. I give complete freedom to my daughter to treat adults in her life the way she wants. Ofcourse there is a thin line between disrespecting and beingassertive.

Respect your Child’s PRIVACY: There is no need to have your child’s name and phone number on practically every bit of equipment that she or he carries. They need to learn how to maintain privacy and not go overboard in unknown circumstances. They also need to learn how to tackle smartly if they are threatened by some one and not get into an unpleasant situation. Like I prepare my girl for stepping into teenage, I am preparing her for stepping into this big world equipped with practical knowledge and street smart intelligence. I want her to learn that we don’t engage into personal conversations with unknown people in real world. Same rule applies in the VIRTUAL world too.

FRANKLY discuss things with yourchildren: Act as Romans when in Rome. the generation today is evolved and there is no reason why we should shy away from talking to our own children about things that are of utmost importance in life. I talk to her about love, sex, heartbreaks, relationships and goof ups. What should be shared online, what shouldn’t is just part of our lifebook discussions. I have noticed that every time I have told her with enough logic and explained things backed up with facts and examples I have made a breakthrough further in her mind.

Explain them what is CYBER CRIME: They need to learn that accidents and goof ups also as much possible to anyone in Virtual world as much as they are possible in real world. Trust your child and respect her space. However keep a track of activities from the point of view of safety. Be a friend but don’t forget to be a parent.

My daughter has to make her way in 2020. I don’t want to pull her behind. I want to teach her to walk her best.

* Kavita is an author of Few Moments of Letting Go and Founder of INNER CODE – centre for Emotional and Spiritual Growth. We have workshops on Child Safety for various age groups @ 9971880693



Belief System is the inner code that we have created in our minds for ourselves. The blueprint that creates our personality and makeup. There are few very common belief systems or blocks that refrain us from moving towards success and creating our own dream lives. It is very simple to break these unwanted beliefs.

Remember I said it is simple, it is not easy. The point is that we all know that these are unwanted fear and doubts in our minds ranging from one pillar to another. However knowing some thing is one thing and living the same is another.

Live the life you know already and don’t make your mind to let you live the life it wants you to live. Many of us are stuck with the belief that we are not important. If some one ignores us we take it to heart. If some one enters the room and does not talk to us we thing there is some thing wrong with us. For God sake the other person might just be in a foul mood. However most of these beliefs stem from old systems and upbringings.

Manier times as a child our parents don’t listen to us or they are busy. They might be tired and unknowingly they grill into is that we are not important. For example your mother was on phone and yelled at you for disturbing her. Quickly your mind takes a note down “Ah I am not important.” As a parent we ned to handle our children with a little intelligence. Little smart talk to confuse their minds to adopt the signals we want it to adopt.

I personally have manipulated my child’s mind couple of times and seen happy results. Please remember I am saying manipulating the mind of the child and not the child. These are two very different things and would lead to totally different results. Manipulating the mind means writing her inner code the way I want. The code that should be drafted towards success and confidence. I am glad today when I see her sticking a door note saying “I am the best”. Oh yes darling sure you are.

A child lives in black or white state. Either he is important to you or he is not. Hence simple things are redo things you say and how you say. Understand that your little words will go long way in your precious little one’s life. If you are busy rather yelling at her tell her that you would listen to her in a while because you want to give her your full attention. She might be unhappy but she won’t feel unimportant.

Little things matter more in life than the big things we try to change.


KAVITA is a relationship expert and a psychologist. she is a successful author and founder of a company called wisdom valley with innercode 1:1 workshops for juniors.