Social Awareness
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In Acro, In Life
Just like yoga, I’ve come to understand that acroyoga is so much more than cool movements and fun poses (although those are really great side notes). Aside from the obvious of testing both your will and your body awareness and capacity, there are some really great life lessons, habits of mind creations, and — dare…
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When Who We Are Becomes “Who Are We?”
I think somewhere along the lines, in our quest toward self-awareness, in the blurred lines between selfishness and self-preservation, we got it really wrong. This idea that we are in danger constantly, that everyone and everything is out to get us, has forced us (like most things these days) to take really strong and hard…
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Choose, For Yourself
I just wanted to come on here to say to my peers in the US that you do not HAVE to stay there and suffer. You don’t have to fall into this belief system that incessant struggle is a necessary part of the journey. You don’t have to fall into the paradigm of the false…
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It Takes A Village
I never really understood the value of community until recently. As a loner, I’ve always felt the most comfortable in the presence of my own self. It’s always been safer, easier even, to stay away from spaces that call for socialisation and spend all my free time with myself. So of course exploring the world…
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Be, and Then Share
The type of awareness I need to have to work with children in the Montessori environment and beyond has been by far the most intimate, ego-shattering, revolutionary thing I have experienced in this life. They do not miss a single opportunity to humble me, or call me out on my bs, with nothing more than…
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Getting Back to The Source
In fact, I’m here now, basking in the glory of mountain views and island breeze; waking up to smiling faces and the rhythm of the swaying trees. Summer school hasn’t started yet and so far it feels a lot like a retreat or rehabilitation from the outside world. I’ve been eating 3 meals a day…
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Chapter 3: The Leap of Faith
After much meditation, I finally admitted to myself that I no longer have the desire to write for a living. (Yes, I said it. You can pick your jaw up off the floor now.) I realised that writing was my catharsis, my escape. Turning it into a profit, especially in areas where I’m not well-versed…
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I Never Wanted to be Vegan
I never grew up with an extraordinary love and compassion for animals. I didn’t wake up one day as a university sophomore and realise that I was of the treehugger variety and start campaigning in front of the library about animal cruelty and slaughterhouse conditions. I didn’t watch an eye opening documentary one day that…
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I Haven’t Eaten in A Week; and I Feel Great
Last night I stepped on the scale at Publix just for shits and giggles and nearly fell to the ground in utter astonishment when the needle failed to reach 3-digits. I jumped up in awe, grabbed my chest, and turned around and looked at my partner in horror saying: “OMG. I weigh 98 lbs.” Last…
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Travel: The Gift That Keeps On Giving
I didn’t have much time in between my last two trips to write about the first, to Costa Rica, as a separate entity. But by all means, I should say it certainly deserves to be a post of its own. (This will probably be it.) And somewhere in the depths of the stark contrast between…