Before and during the holiday shopping rush this year, I must have read a hundred different round-ups of best gifts for personalities A-Z—well intentioned and mostly helpful suggestions for how to please those picky friends and family, or just alleviate decision-making from a fatigued brain. Asread more
Normally I’m not a frequent visitor of Twitter, but I happened to be on the morning of October 24 when the following popped up in my newsfeed: Compassion brings inner peace and whatever else is going on, that peace of mind allows us to seeread more
This essay was originally published in a slightly different form in America Magazine Lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu…. I sit on my yoga mat, ankles crossed in a Half Lotus pose, eyes closed and struggling to form the shape of these foreign sounds in my mouth. Hornsread more
Leggings, kombucha, Game of Thrones: Just a few cultural touchstones that I’ve been ridiculously late to pick up on. The latter has recently consumed me, and for the past several weeks I’ve treated catching up to this generation-defining book-to-screen mega hit like an assignment. (As soonread more
Fire Log Pose. You may call it Double Pigeon or Ankle-to-Knee Pose, but as we all know there’s not much in a name, more like a being’s sweet smell is its identity. The smell of this pose is an unmistakably smoldering one. Agnistambhasana, which literallyread more
The other morning I met a coworker for coffee after my morning yoga class and on our way to the office. It was a gorgeous day—eerily so, especially for late-February in New York City—and she asked me how class was by saying, “So, did youread more
It started Memorial Day weekend. I was days away from completing my 5-month-long, 200-hour yoga teacher training program and, honestly, was in the best shape of my life. My limbs were sculpted in the long, lean, cliche-yogi way now ubiquitously <3’d on Instagram, I hadread more
I have a thing about being late. The thing is: I hate it. I have about a 5-minute patience window for lateness on others’ parts—I realize that some things are really out of our control, like public transportation—but an even narrower window for myself. I’ve calculated toread more
