Sainya (Part 2)
The Power of Choosing Your Soul
Part 2 delves deeper into Sainya—exploring how choosing your soul over society’s script can lead to true freedom and fulfillment.
Living Sainya and its Philosophy
Sainya is how a female CEO in Jimmy Choos exits a conversation that insults her intelligence. It’s how a man who owns six sports cars leaves his job to write poetry in Maine. It’s the click inside you when you stop negotiating with the nonsense and do something for your soul.
It’s not about giving up. It’s about giving in—to yourself. Choosing to live, even when life tells you to shrink. Feeling frustration, anger, envy, lust, grief, and the whole gamut of human contradictions without apology. It’s deeper than “screw it” or “sh*t,” because it’s thoughtful. It’s for those who were taught to hold their heads high, speak in full sentences, and still choose, softly and sincerely, to say: Sainya. Not out of defeat, but out of clarity.
The perfectionist in me—the girl with ironed school uniforms, who said “please” to the lazy driver, who tithed 10% of every paycheck—needed Sainya. She needed permission to drop the act. To buy the overpriced dress she might never wear. Guilt-free. To eat the stracciatella gelato, lactose be damned. To love freely, cry easily, and speak without editing her truth. To be honestly and unapologetically herself.
Radical Acceptance
Philosophically, Sainya is rooted in radical acceptance: the Buddhist truth that life is suffering, and that trying to control it will only break you. But it also has a streak of American bigness: the go-big-or-go-home bravado. A dose of Chinese realism: everything is written in your fate. A hint of Filipino spirit: bahala na—whatever happens, happens.
It’s global. It’s ancient. But it’s also modern. It’s a survival tactic for those trying to live full lives in a half-broken world. A mantra for the misfits and rebels.
A Compass, Not a Curse
I don’t say Sainya with bitterness. I say it with relief, a half-smile, and a knowing shrug. It’s the word that helps me breathe when everything feels too much. It’s definitely a compass, not a curse.
And if I have anything to do with it, one day it’ll sit in the dictionary—right next to serendipity and solace. A word for when you choose your soul over your script.
So, Sainya—let’s do this.