“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.” — Rumi   There are moments on the spiritual path when the pull of the earthly world feels especially strong. When our focus drifts from Spirit, gravity seems to take over—drawing us into heavier emotions, old patterns, and familiar disappointments. I was reminded of this truth today when I felt my own energy slipping downward after a series of experiences that tugged at my hea

"The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together." ~ Saadi   There is a quiet teaching woven into every rose. Its fragrance invites us closer, while its thorns remind us to approach with reverence. Beauty and pain, joy and sorrow, are not opposites—they are companions on the same sacred stem. The angels have been whispering to me that this is the Year of Compassion, and as I sit with that message, I find myself contemplating what compassion truly means in

“The wise man sees the end in the beginning.” —Confucius.   This has been the hardest blog for me to write all year—perhaps because it asks me to pause, to look back, and to truly feel all that has been lived. This year began on a high note and unfolded in ways my imagination could never have planned. It stretched me, softened me, carried me across distances both physical and spiritual, and filled my heart with blessings layered upon blessings.   As I sit with the closing mom

“A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find that after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.” John Steinbeck   Yes, Mr. Steinbeck… therein lies the quiet truth of our existence. The harder we struggle, the farther we drift from the very purpose we came here to remember. When our eyes are fixed only on what lies ahead—the climb, the effort, the mountain we believe we must

“Love is the undisturbed balance that binds this universe together." ~ Mahavatar Babaji   My time here in India has been filled with moments that stop the breath and open the heart. From the ever-changing landscapes to the sacred encounters with people whose eyes reflect centuries of devotion, I have felt something unmistakable moving through it all: love, steady and peaceful, like a divine hum beneath creation. There is a reverence here for gurus and spiritual teachers that

"We do not remember days, we remember moments. The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten." ~ Cesare Pavese   Some of my most treasured memories are not tied to dates on a calendar but to moments etched into my heart. One of my favorite characters in this thing called life was Grandpa Opha. He wasn’t my grandfather by blood, yet he felt like family in all the ways that truly matter. What made him so special was his ability to sit and talk for hours about his life

“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more” ― Lord Byron   Tonight, after a flight that seemed determined to test every ounce of patience we possessed, my dear friend Pracheta and I finally arrived in Goa, India. The day unfolded like a lesson in surrender—departure times shifting up and down, notifications contradict

“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

“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

“We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.” – Anaïs Nin   Tonight, as I sat in deep conversation with my dear friend Nivritti, this quote echoed through my heart like a temple bell. It landed with such force and clarity that I felt my entire inner landscape shift. Here we are—two women watching the same streets, the same people, the same colorful symphony of India—and yet perceiving it through completely different lenses. I look at India as a guest in a sacred l