Pause and consider this: Everything you take in through any of your senses shapes you. A short list includes food, books, television, conversations, viruses, sex, air, etc. Sometimes what you take in makes you into shapes you’d rather not experience, such as eating...
When my daughter was born I asked for two weeks of no visitors. Not even grandparents. Not even well-meaning friends who wanted to drop off food. I’m certain I offended somebody in this request, but I did not care. What I cared about was transitioning into being a...
Two weeks ago I got an answer to a question I’ve been asking for three years. Three years isn’t even my longest stint. I have questions I’ve been asking for 20 years or more.
When my mother texted to tell me that the doctors had found cancer in her lungs, I called and yelled at her. Standing on the streets of New York City, I was one more voice in the irate cacophony of the Financial District, sharing my outrage that some things should not be delivered over text.
It had never occurred to me that it might be too painful to say out loud.
I love to eat, so naturally it makes sense that I love restaurants. But I love them less now than ever in my life.
Whether it was from living on the isolated island of Kauai or in a tiny pueblo in the mountains that shifted it or just a natural falling away as I listened to my body more as I began to study Ayurveda, I’ll never know.
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