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The Journal

The Greatest Dancer (or What to Do with the Ugly Parts)

I am in a dark room. Doors are closed. Music is pumping but the room is silent outside of my earbuds. Alone, I am dancing to a song that makes me feel very sad, a little angry. I am turning my wrists and swiveling my hips. Kicking my legs and snapping my hair. I am being as dramatic as I possibly can be in this space. Dramatic here means I am less so on the outside.

The Purpose of a Restaurant

The Purpose of a Restaurant

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.

“On this path effort never goes to waste, and there is no failure.”

The Bhagavad Gita 2:40