I see such a deep connection between our interior lives and the way physical movement creates space—not just physically, but emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. Movement has been the foundation of my healing journey, and while my body may...
As I’ve gotten older, I have learned the virtues of pausing before reacting, especially when I’m stressed or upset. (Oh, how I wish it was easier to remember this in the moment!) I’ve realized that the secret behind “the...
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Exactly one year ago, I went for lunch with my mom and younger brother. A crowded Malaysian restaurant, we each stole bites from one another’s entrees and shared an appetizer: a scenario which feels almost unimaginable now....
I used to see the feeling of being frazzled, of impulsivity, of always needing to be doing more, as an inherent part of my personality. It was something I almost thought I should be proud of. It was...
The week that I’m writing this post, I’m in a place where I’m feeling overwhelmed and very out of my body. I think part of it is that I continue to feel worn down after a very busy, social...
Sometimes, it’s easy to lose the freshness of life. The pure naiveness of it. The effortless, beautiful brain space that looks at nature and sees safety. The righteous notion that we are many versions of ourselves; to know those...
Let’s get really diplomatic about something quick: Life is weird. Some days are marvelous. Some days feel impossible, and those days can easily blur into weeks, sometimes months. When that happens, we need our community to be there for...
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While the last twelve months may have been defined by less physical movement, with stay at home orders and living through a pandemic, it has been an extraordinary time of mental movement. From the moment we...
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Your mind does interesting math as you get older. I get persistent nausea thinking about how fast the past twenty years flew by. Months before my 40th birthday last year, I kept doing the calculation: If the...
My husband taught me something about flowers recently. Geranium, he told me, is a fault in wine. We were discussing the floral scent and had agreed that we both liked it. It’s lovely—it’s sweet and punchy and smells like...
