Mind & Body

In the Pause Between Moments There was a time during my travels when I found myself rushing—not through traffic or a to-do list, but through my own life. Even amidst...

The Breath Beneath It All I was sitting in an old adobe studio in New Mexico, wrapped in a woven blanket, listening to the wind hum through cracked wooden beams....

When the Body Speaks, the Mind Listens In the stillness of early morning, I often begin my day in quiet movement. A slow roll of the spine, the gentle grounding...

A Pen, a Page, and a Pause One evening, after a particularly full and emotionally tangled day, I sat cross-legged with my journal balanced on my knees. No plan, no...

When the Body Remembers There was a time in my own healing journey when words were not enough. I had spoken my story, understood it intellectually, even meditated on it....

A Soft Rewriting of the Inner Voice Years ago, during a particularly tender season of my life, I began whispering simple phrases to myself each morning. Not because I believed...

The Body Speaks in Tension There are days when you feel it before you even open your eyes—the tightness in your neck, the heaviness behind your eyes, the dull ache...

When the Inner Voice Turns Unkind There was a time—not so long ago—when I realized my inner voice wasn’t actually mine. It sounded like me, sure. But the words were...

Moving Like Water There’s a kind of peace that comes from moving slowly, deliberately—like watching mist lift off a lake at sunrise. That’s what it felt like the first time...

Somehow, we all seem to think we’ll be able to keep our cool when everything goes to hell in a handbasket. But nothing could be farther from the truth.