Today was slower, quieter, and deeply grounding. We took a pilgrimage to Udvada, to the oldest Zoroastrian fire temple. It’s been over eight years since I was last there, and the difference was immediately clear. Last time, I showed up younger, less formed, still reaching for direction. This time, I arrived with more weight, more clarity, and a stronger sense of responsibility for what I’m building and why. What made the day especially meaningful was visiting the Zoroastrian museum as well.