Practice makes practice.

I first started yoga and meditation practices regularly when I was in Varanasi, India, the year after high school. I was 18. I know how cliched that sounds, but it's true. It was just days after 9/11. It was bizarre and surreal to be both physically removed from the familiar and to have my very... Continue Reading →

Where is your soul?

Stay home, except to get medical care or essentials, and stay six feet away from other people. That was the advice, gentle at first, then more forceful, and finally, backed with a threat of fine or maybe arrest— it wasn’t clear. The change in the city was dramatic. The freeways flowed free. The commercial streets... Continue Reading →

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