I remember the first time I tried to “understand” the human soul. It was a late night… Read More
I once found myself cross-legged on a hardwood floor, trying to figure out if my breathing was… Read More
I once sat cross-legged on my living room floor, feeling every bit the guru in my pajamas—until… Read More
I used to think meditation was just for those zen types—the ones who could sit cross-legged for… Read More
I once mistook a persistent ex for my soulmate. Yeah, I know—rookie mistake. At the time, I… Read More
I used to think that acts of service were just a sanctified way of filling up time.… Read More
I once tried to repair a friendship with nothing but a sorry and a six-pack of beer.… Read More
I once had a boyfriend who treated commitment like it was a rusty old car—something to be… Read More
I once found myself trudging through a forest, clutching a book on walking meditation like it was… Read More
I was knee-deep in the thick fog of self-doubt, the kind that clings like a second skin… Read More