From My Heart to Yours
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Chapter 4: Facing Me
I write to you from a tiny village in Yixing, China, known for both tea plants and being the holy land for Buddhism in Southern China. Now, also, it will be known to me as the site of my very first yoga retreat. I mostly came here to be still; to be with myself and…
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Between the Lines
Timeto tell me the truthto burden your mouth for what you sayno pieces of paper in the way. Because I can’t continuepretending to choosethese opposite sides on which we falland loving-you-laters, if at all. No right mindscould wrong be, this many times? My memory is cruel.I’m queen of attention to detailsdefending intentions if he fails….
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Speak Softly, but Carry a Big Stick
Over the last year, (truly…WHERE has the time gone!?) I’ve seen myself align more and more with the universe and my true self every single day. I have manifested big things and small things. I have attracted and repelled things with great force and yet subtle measures. I have rooted deeply within myself. I have…
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NoCheese Cake
At the risk of turning my site into a food blog, I made a plant-based cheesecake over the holidays that made me really proud. I was inspired by an almond cream cheese crafted by a company by the name of Kite Hill that I discovered one day while browsing YouTube. Somehow I happened upon a…
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Gratitude is an Every Day Job
What if we gave thanks as often as we picked up our devices just to scroll aimlessly down our Instagram/Facebook feed? What if it was just as subconscious or thoughtless? They say it takes 21 days to create a habit. Can you remember to stop and give thanks for something every day for 21 days?…
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The Beauty of Journaling
My diary has truly turned into something beautiful. It is, for the first time, a tangible stream of consciousness that I can forever tap into to both see my growth and relive my experiences. Of course, I’ve had diaries before, if you could call it that. But as with my earlier blog posts, they were…
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Working With Children is Beautifully Viral
The first thing I did as a teacher was get sick. And while I could’ve, and almost did, easily get discouraged by it and the fact that children pass on sicknesses to teachers and each other almost religiously, I instead took it as a welcomed challenge to which I knew the answer would ensure growth…