I recently finished reading the book The Empath’s Survival Guide by Judith Orloff, MD. The book had been collecting dust on my shelf for...

On September 1st, I logged onto a Zoom call with my online yoga community, The Body Mind Soul Studio, just as I have the last several...

Two weeks ago, my husband and I were coming back from dinner in the dark. As we turned onto the familiar side street in the direction of...

Or how sometimes things can feel miles apart and yet they are connected by seemingly insignificant choices...

Short of a frozen kitchen sink, our water flowed. I was grateful, but also saddened with each new friend who announced a crisis.

This time last week, I was hiking with my husband in Palo Duro Canyon, a state park near Amarillo, Texas. It was the last day of a short...

My word for 2020 was "courage". When I chose this word, I had no idea it would become the pillar on which I founded a community. In my...

I missed writing my blog last week. In fact, it was one of several routine things I do that I skipped out on this past week.

I’m not naive enough to think that there will be an end to “good vs evil”, but I am committed to changing the tide.

One small dose of courage can lead to bigger and braver things. Rewarding things. Things bigger than can be imagined today

I don’t regret any activities I was involved in through the years; I only regret that I pursued most of them in the interest of self-worth.

It doesn’t mean I don’t miss hugging as a form of greeting. It doesn’t mean I don’t miss lunch dates for long overdue catch-up sessions...

I can recognize its onset and take action - breathwork, meditation, relaxation - instead of sweeping it under the rug.

I don't think I would be doing my due diligence in the realm of courage if I refused to explore what privilege means to me today.

We were drawn to a bridge spanning the duck pond but as we approached, we realized most of the planks leading onto the bridge were missing.