Seeker. Nomad. Designer. Adoptee. Storyteller. And student of the path.
I write to remember. I return to make meaning.
This is my story of coming home to myself and the world around me.
I was taken from a place I barely knew and sent far away — adopted from India into a white family in small-town America.
It took me over 30 years to find my way back.
why i made this space…
For years, I felt like I was living someone else’s life.
There was love, yes — but also silence, disconnection, and a longing I couldn’t name.
I didn’t have the language for what I felt. I just knew something was missing.
So I began the return.
To India. To my roots. To myself.
It’s been painful. Beautiful. Messy.
I’ve faced cultural confusion,the ache of being in-between, and recently caste rejection.
But I’ve also found meaning.
I’m someone who questions everything.
Who watches the world closely.
Who’s learned to sit with grief, move through change, and stay close to truth — even when it’s uncomfortable.
Writing helps me make sense of it.
Movement and breath bring me back to my body.
Sound keeps me grounded when nothing else can.
Designing with local communities makes me feel like I belong.
Supporting children reminds me why I’m here.
This space is here to hold all of it — the return, the healing, the questions without answers.
It’s not a clean story. There’s grief. There’s grace. A lot of in-between.
But it’s mine — and this space is about staying with the questions, and honoring the path.
what’s unfolding…
Writing
This is where everything continues — in reflection, in writing, in truth.
I write about returning to India.
About growing up adopted.
About the complexity of identity, caste, belonging, grief, and grace.
It’s not just about the past —
It’s about how story lives in the body,
And how language helps us heal.
If you’ve ever felt in-between, unseen, or like you’re still finding your way —
Maybe you’ll find something here that meets you.
morè
My name. My story. My brand.
I didn’t grow up with the name Morè.
I found it on a hospital document in India, decades after I was abandoned there and sent across the world.
It was the only piece of my history I had.
Now, I wear it. And I’m building something with it.
Morè is a slow, minimal clothing brand — made in India by artisans who still work with their hands, their stories, and old-world techniques passed down through generations.
We use natural fabrics, plant-based dyes, and small-batch production.
No shortcuts. No mass production. No greenwashing.
This brand came to life after years of designing for other people — in tech, in startups, in systems that didn’t reflect my values.
I left that world. I went back to India — the country I was born in but never got to grow up in.
That journey gave me a lot: grief, clarity, connection, and the fire to build something of my own.
Something thoughtful. Grounded. Lasting.
Every part of this brand reflects who I am now:
Independent. Uncompromising. Rooted.
I work directly with artisans. I care about women-led production.
I care about how things are made, who makes them, and why.
Morè is for people who care about what they buy —
Who they’re supporting.
Where their money goes.
And whether what they wear reflects what they believe in.
This is a long-term vision. I’m not rushing it.
It’s my name. And I’m building it with everything I’ve got.
Here with you, on the path.
Before I ever taught, I was healing.
I had a profound experience during a sound meditation that gave me the courage to return to India — and begin everything that’s unfolding now.
Since then, I’ve been holding space for others through sound, movement, and stillness. What I offer now is rooted in that same truth: we come home to ourselves through the body. Through the breath. Through deep listening.
Right now, I offer 1:1 sound healing sessions, movement-based 1:1 sessions, and conversational 1:1s. These are spaces for nervous system repair, reflection, and quiet remembering—especially for those who’ve held a lot or gone without softness for too long.
Retreats are coming.
They’ll be spacious, intentional, and rooted in everything I’ve learned so far — a deeper space for healing, remembering, and coming home.
You don’t need to be flexible, or “spiritual.”
You just need to be open. Willing to feel. Willing to breathe.
Teachings + Retreats
MANISHA STORIES
for the children who felt like family.
I started Manisha Stories after my first trip back to India.
What began as a personal return became something I couldn’t ignore.
I met children who reminded me of the life I could’ve lived — kids full of light, curiosity, and potential, but without the access I was given. They felt like family. And I knew I couldn’t walk away.
Manisha Stories is a registered 501(c)(3) nonprofit that helps children living below the poverty line in India get access to education and essential supplies.
It’s still early, but this is a mission I care deeply about.
I’ve given what I could, volunteered when I could, and stayed close to local organizations doing meaningful work on the ground.
There’s so much more I want to do.
from the journal…
Ongoing notes on identity, return, grief, and becoming.
I send emails when it feels right — not often, and only when I have something real to share.
Stories. Openings. Invitations to practice or support something meaningful.
If you’d like to be part of that, you’re welcome here.