People are full of shit. It’s not bad. It’s not good. It just is what it is. There’s so much that gets lost in translation so how does one grasp what words won't say and read between the lines?

Do you judge, guilt, and shame yourself for how you think, do, and feel? Be honest. Do you let life happen to you or do you make it happen for you? Be honest.

On outsourcing your sense of self, micro-identities, and the crisis of everyone having the same personality. We are the actor mistaking himself for the role, who, when the curtain calls, is unable to leave the character behind.

I used to hate being called resilient. I used to hate being reminded of how much I’ve endured and survived. I used to hate carrying resilient around like it was a badge of honor when I only ever saw it as a badge of indignation.

For the people pleasers, always walking on eggshells. For the over thinkers, afraid of saying or doing the wrong things. For those who shrink themselves to feel safe, loved, or accepted. It’s exhausting, isn’t it?

A meditation on perfection, self-perception, and the ache of being seen - as the perfect human being.

Why we stay stuck and how to get unstuck.

In the minds of those who’ve known me, I exist solely for them. For their experience of me. But then, what becomes of me when their experience of me comes to an end?

‘Should I even be here?’ is a question that’s haunted me as I’ve walked into many rooms over the years. And it’s a valid one at that. But does it end there or is that only the beginning?

Starting something new is both a thrilling and terrifying experience. In this post, we approach the experience of newness from two separate lenses: fear of failure and success.

I knew coming into my own as a yoga teacher wouldn’t be without its challenges, but I did not anticipate the challenges to feel so personal.