A chilled acai bowl on a Tuesday morning after a yoga class has become a ritual. An act of self care. A proud claim on the freelancing lifestyle that describes my last eight months. Besides mid-morning yoga classes, I take my time in the grocery store during business hours when Read more…
I am embarrassed to admit my discovery of Gloria Steinem at the age of 37. And by discovery, I mean developing a greater depth of awareness about her beautiful genius and authorship above and beyond the acronyms of NOW and ERA. She is so much more than some pretty Read more…
I thought it was pretty evolved of me to accept the loss of my iPhone minutes before my departure to New Delhi as a “sign from the universe.” No panic, nor backpack contents flying through the air at the gate, nor tears for the loss of the opportunity to listen Read more…