Kiran Joshi

Recently, I watched the documentary My Octopus Teacher . As its story unfolded, I was carried by a tide of emotions—gentle waves of warmth for the filmmaker’s tender heart, gratitude for his reverence toward life, and awe at his ability to simply witness without disturbing nature’s rhythm.   The octopus herself—delicate yet fiercely intelligent—became a luminous guide, even beyond her passing. In her grace, I saw the truth that wisdom is not bound to the human mind. Her fluid