"Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving." - Albert Einstein   Sometimes, even when the heart is eager and willing, the body quietly asks for stillness. I noticed it when two days passed without opening my computer—something that almost never happens for me. After seventy-five days in foreign lands, filled with sacred encounters, soul-stretching adventures, and profound spiritual growth, it was time to return home. What I gathered on that jou

"I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it." – Maya Angelou   When I look back over the last three months of my journey, I am reminded of the song Seasons in the Sun. I’ve had joy, I’ve had fun… but those were just seasons out of time. None of the seasons were perfect, yet the perfection reveals itself in how each experience shaped me. Each country carried its own rhythm of ups and downs, and I am genuinely grateful for both. We learn through co

“Each day comes bearing its gifts. Untie the ribbon.” —Ann Ruth Schabacker   There is something sacred about waking up to a brand-new day. Each morning arrives wrapped like a present, quietly waiting for our attention. Every day holds the same number of hours, the same minutes ticking faithfully forward, yet how differently those hours are lived. As I glance at the calendar, I’m aware of how quickly this new year is already unfolding. Days can slip by unnoticed if we are not

“Learning how to be still, to really be still and let life happen - that stillness becomes a radiance.” Morgan Freeman   India has a way of slowing time without asking permission. Here, stillness isn’t an absence of movement; it is a presence so full it gently quiets the mind. I have found myself pausing more often — not because I planned to, but because the land itself invites it. The mornings arrive softly, wrapped in silence followed by a gentle awakening and the smell of

“To the mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders.” — Lao Tzu   Another day, and once again Spirit has gently expanded my awareness here in this wonderful land. Today I began a three-day program that felt less like a class and more like nourishment for my soul. I arrived with curiosity and an open heart, ready to receive whatever wisdom wished to meet me. The focus was the breath—our most faithful companion. I often share that the breath is the bridge between the huma

“I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.”— Rabindranath Tagore   In my younger years, I thought joy lived on sandy beaches, in long weekends free from school or work, in moments of rest and escape. I never imagined that at this stage of my life I would be on a peace mission, traveling the world in service to humanity and the planet. Truth be told, I never even imagined I would live this long—but God had

“Happiness is not something ready-made. It comes from your own actions.” — Dalai Lama   There are a handful of spiritual teachers whose words have shaped the very fabric of my life, and two of them have been on my heart so tenderly these days. I deeply miss the serene presence of Thich Nhat Hanh and his simple, elegant view of life. And now, as I walk through India—the land of sages, saints, and seekers—I can feel how close I am to the Dalai Lama, whose laughter alone could l

“Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come without leaving happier.” —Mother Teresa   Today my heart was touched in the most tender way. As I continue my journey here in India, I find myself observing the beautiful ways love expresses itself in daily life. One soul who embodies this so naturally is my dear friend and host, Pracheta. I have watched as neighbors and friends appear at her door simply to say hello, yet they leave transformed—lighter, brighter, smiling f

“Where Ganges, woods, Himalayan caves, and men dream God — I am hallowed; my body touched that sod.”  Paramahansa Yogananda   For more than half my life, the teachings of Paramahansa Yogananda have been a steady flame lighting my path. When I first opened Autobiography of a Yogi , it felt as though the pages themselves breathed. I devoured every word, hungry for the depth, truth, and love that poured from his life story. There were countless meditations in which I called out

“Forgiveness is choosing to love. It is the first skill of self-giving love.” —Gandhi   I have learned through my journey that forgiveness is not a single moment; it’s a practice. Each time we revisit a hurt, we are given another opportunity to choose love over resentment, compassion over judgment. It’s not about pretending the pain didn’t happen, but about releasing the grip it has on our spirit. Forgiveness opens the cage we’ve built around our hearts and whispers, You are