It's just the first line of Pandit Rajmani Tigunait's dedication in his book "Yoga on War and Peace," a favorite of mine. And tonight, I don't want to leave this sentence yet. I pray that if I meditate on it - keep it safe in...

This is an important post, during an important time when toilet paper is not so easy to come by. It's May 13, 2020. Two months ago, when the new normal during COVID-19 first started becoming a reality, my amazing mom (who by the way lives...

My choices are killing me slowly, Ecuador. There is a finite quantity of accusations, of pointed assumptions my body can brace for. And I'm learning that loss begins the moment she stops 'seeing' me And there is so much pain in this world that all of humanity's defenses exist on the...

Pesach exists only for the palpable realization of one's own suffering, because it's only then that change can be fostered; that we open up space for renewal and growth. And while in 2016, our pain, how we suffer, is individualized, and more intertwined with material mindsets and egocentric battles, it is important to grasp that we suffer collectively. There...

There is a brick sitting atop of my heart and wind swept, grey murky waves crashing into all sides of my lungs and the weight is almost crippling has me bound to an invisible, not quite lackadaisical defense and though my lips are free to speak I cannot find the words...

I was read a story years ago about a man who goes walking along a river's edge. As he's walking, he encounters a spider, which appears to be drowning. He picks up the spider and carries it to safety, and while he does this, the...