By Prashaila

When I first stepped into this role—the one I had dreamed of since childhood—I thought I’d reached the summit of my manifestation. Initially, I never even knew it existed—that it was a real thing people could do. I had always wanted to do this for a living, but as a child, there was no real market for it, no clear path to get there. Then when I finally got the job, I expected fireworks. Excitement. The unmistakable rush of arrival.

Instead… there was silence. Literal silence.

Not the comfortable, cozy kind. The unsettling kind.
A desk. A screen. The same chair, eight hours a day. My own thoughts, echoing endlessly.

At first, I resisted it. I wanted movement, conversation, stimulation. But the quiet was unrelenting. It forced me to face something I hadn’t realized: I had never truly been alone with my own mind.

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Learning to Still the Mind

Somewhere along the way, frustration turned into surrender. I stopped trying to escape the quiet. I leaned into it. And then, something remarkable happened—
I began to quiet the inside too.

I made a conscious choice:

“Not a single thought passes without permission.”

At first, it felt impossible. My mind wanted to race, to replay conversations, to plan, to overthink. But with practice, the chatter began to dissolve. Silence stopped being a void I feared—it became a space I could live in.

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The First Download

One afternoon, in that rare space where no thought was allowed to wander in uninvited, it happened.

A flood.

Ideas poured in—clear, complete, undeniable. Things I could build, problems I could solve, opportunities I hadn’t seen before. Some people call this a “download,” but in that moment, I didn’t care what it was called. I just knew it felt true.

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Quiet as a Career Catalyst

The ideas didn’t stay ideas. I acted on them. I refined them. I started presenting solutions—solutions no one else in the room had seen.

And out of fifty people, I advanced. Not because I was the loudest voice, or the most aggressive competitor. I progressed simply by being me—but the clearest, quietest, most attuned version of me I had ever met.

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What Silence Taught Me

Silence taught me that manifestation doesn’t always look like a grand entrance. Sometimes it’s an invitation into stillness—a training ground for the mind, so that when inspiration knocks, there’s no background noise to drown it out.

And now, I protect my silence fiercely. Not as an escape from the world, but as the very reason I can thrive in it.

Now, I’m in my dream role – don’t get me wrong, there were and are many wobbles along the way but this is just the beginning.