"I no longer believe in coincidences. I believe in alignment"

In July 2023, I found myself seated in the front row of Mindvalley University . 
 I hadn’t planned to attend as a VIP. No golden pass. No special invitation. Just a quiet pull of intuition that guided my steps forward, without needing explanation on a normal day. 

That’s where I met Chadni. 

A young woman from Bangladesh from the group of teenagers, stood up to speak. Her voice was clear,l.She spoke with dignity honesty and hope—with the kind of courage that silences a room. At one point, she said she wanted to become a dentist. Instinctively, I stood up and raised my hand for a high five. It wasn’t just a gesture of professional recognition—as an orthodontist, I could have easily focused on the shared career path. But it was something more. Something in the way she dreamed aloud made me want to say, “Yes. I see you.” Our palms met. 
 A moment passed. And the story moved on. 

But something stayed with me. 

Two years later, the evening after The Manifesting Summit , I started to reflect on that instant. Not just the high five, but the strange stillness that followed. The unspoken questions that gently rooted themselves in my soul. 

Who placed me there that day?
 Why did I feel drawn to move closer?
 What was I meant to receive in that front row? 

The truth is, the most profound speech I’ve ever heard didn’t come from a famous headliner, but from the raw dreams of someone still learning how to voice them. Young voices. Pure voices, those kids saved from Bangladesh . 
 The past, the present and their future in the same moment. 
 Words not rehearsed, but real. That day, something sacred unfolded—not through power or perfection, but through vulnerability and truth. 

I remember lying awake that night, unable to sleep. My mind hummed with the clarity of a single thought: True abundance is not what we accumulate, but what we transmit. Kindness is not always grand or visible—it often hides in the smallest acts: showing up, being present, choosing the seat that brings you closer to the heart of a moment. 

I thought about my own life—how much I’ve received. Education. Safety. Purpose. The gift of being able to help others smile, quite literally. But what is the use of all that abundance if it just sits there? If it isn’t refracted, like light through a prism, toward others? 

That moment sparked a shift in me. Quiet, but irreversible.
 I stopped asking, “What do I want next?”
 And started asking, “What can I offer now?” 

Since then, I’ve been more present. I offer more than knowledge. I offer space. Encouragement. A listening heart. I’ve learned that sometimes we’re placed in the front row not because we earned it, but because our hearts are finally ready to receive something essential. 

That high five wasn’t about dentistry. It was about daring to dream—and having that dream seen, if only for a heartbeat. It was about shared humanity. 

And I no longer believe in coincidences. I believe in alignment. 

I thought I wanted to manifest one love—the Love, the One. But after that night of reflection, I asked myself something else: What does my heart want more? 

Somewhere along the way, on this journey of giving, I might pause my travels in a field of wild daisies. As I will reach down to pluck a bloom, I’ll find another hand already there, touching the very flower I sought. In that instant, our fingers will meet in the gentle embrace of a shared destiny, lifting the blossom together—two souls discovering each other in the quiet poetry of giving. 

That is how my goals of manifesting look like.
 And from there, the infinite.