I heard the thunderous announcement of an evening guest just a few minutes ago. He slowly danced his way through each tree. As he neared, I listened to him kiss … Continue reading
I slept under the moon, Walked under the stars, Gazed into countless eyes, Took deep, whale breaths, Listened to the tail of each note, Looking for you.
His Silence burns in my heart where tender love once struggled to bloom into experience. The sacred gleams from deep within, Matches the full moon in its brilliance, Whispers … Continue reading
The ground is infested, the plant covered in white fungus, rodents nibbling away at the leaves. Yet, a solitary flower blooms at the top, seeking the sun determinedly, looking … Continue reading
Through countless droughts and floods, Flowers bloom endlessly in Fertile soil. From the Depths of her Being, Far from the Light that Blinds your eyes and mine, In Silence … Continue reading
It had been a year and a half since I left my job and life in New York to start over from scratch in India. Over a year since I … Continue reading
I remember laying on the surgery bed in Chennai years ago as they struggled with my eye surgery (phakic IOL implant) to correct my nearly-blind vision. I could feel what … Continue reading
There are two things in my life that have been most emotional for me — dance and health. If you ask me about either of these, or if touches on … Continue reading
To see someone completely new to yoga getting to the beautiful essence of yoga in just a few sessions is tremendously moving and inspiring. At the end of the fifth … Continue reading
So many different flowers inside me, some just blossoming and some already bearing fruit while others are struggling with the changing climate. Living and sharing Yoga and Holistic Health for … Continue reading
Crash landing We’re scrambling Pieces of the past Crash into now Makes me wonder How could that dance End in this crash?
Imaginative eyes discovered A white sheet filled itself with color A worn CPU grew in meaning A collective sigh brought us closer School days repeated themselves I existed without belonging … Continue reading
Not an “on” or “off” gaze, Just a content haze. While time lays dormant, “little things” seem most relevant. Out of a content and luxurious laze, A new reality in … Continue reading