In one of my earliest memories I am sitting alone on my parents’ living room floor, the gray, wall-to-wall rug is flattened beneath my tiny legs, the TV is playing a show which I do not remember. Sitting there, I…

March 17, 2014: I pushed myself into a belly-on-the-wall handstand despite the fear screaming through my body. I wanted to prove something to myself and I thought pushing past doubt in a yoga pose would help me to do the…

December 2007. I woke up and heard the sound of ringing in my ears, the kind that comes from having been at a concert or spending the night in a bar with the music blaring beyond loud.

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” ~ Martin Luther King Jr.

A year ago today I woke just as I would have for work, put on my skirt suit normally reserved for job interviews, and walked briskly toward the train station, my fists clenched to protect my hands from the cold…

Believe it or not, the mala beads that grace yogis’ wrists and necks on magazine covers and on fashionable practitioners are more than just decoration, well, at least they are for some.

I had been facing my fears for months. 2013 became a year of firsts for me as I finalized my divorce from the man I had devoted the past ten years of my life to and began to figure out exactly who I was without him.