The Movement of Water
My mother grew up right on the beaches of San Diego. She used to tell me stories of how she’d wake up at four every
My mother grew up right on the beaches of San Diego. She used to tell me stories of how she’d wake up at four every
A few weeks ago, I found myself teaching yoga to a child that had next to zero body awareness. While he was new to yoga
Storms are chaotic moments of beauty. The moment of silence before the clouds roll in, the wind starts to howl, and the rain starts to
Growing up, my older sister, Katie, was bossy—in the most type-A, senior-by-four-years, girl-boss kind of way. She was the classic older sister, always wanting to
I am a self-professed lover of knowledge, in every form. Religions in particular interest me; learning about the foundations of people’s lives, the philosophies they