An Open Heart

We dream of hope, we dream of change, of fire, of love, of death, and then it happens, the dream becomes real. And the answer to the quest, this need to solve life’s mysteries finally shows itself, like the glowing light of the new dawn. So much struggle, for meaning, for purpose, but in the end we find it only in each other. Our shared experiences of the fantastic, and the mundane. The simple, human need to find the kindred, to connect, and to know in our hearts that we are not alone. Continue reading “An Open Heart”

Too Busy to Relax

Too busy to relax they say… complaints, excuses everyday They sound so weak, so stressed, so tired… a mundane world in which they’re mired No time to sit and just be quiet… their mind’s a rush of thoughts, a riot No chance they have to hear the sound… of nature’s wonder all around Of birds and trees and clouds and air… too much work, it’s just not fair This really seems quite sad to me… so much to do, no time to be Breathe I say and move a bit Then after that we can just sit And watch the … Continue reading Too Busy to Relax


                    Of the many poses in Ashtanga, there are poses that we fall dearly for. Not because it is easy… I really doubt anyone would say Ashtanga is easy… but because these poses bring out something almost sacred within us. My Mysore practice never leaves these poses behind. Always waiting for me towards the end, always waiting for me to be more softer yet resolute. The culmination of my practice is this stage. I ask myself two questions on each practice. As I set my intention in the beginning, palms at … Continue reading Bloom


In Mexico, there are these fish that have colonized the freshwater caves along Sierra del Abra. They were lost. They found themselves living in complete darkness. But they didn’t die. Instead, they thrived. They adapted. They lost their pigmentation, their sight, eventually even their eyes. With survival, they became hideous… I’ve rarely thought about what I once was. But I wonder if a ray of light were to make it into the cave, would I be able to see it? Or feel it? Would I gravitate to its warmth? And if I did, would I become less hideous? In an … Continue reading Stigma

Two Wolves

In my practice this long weekend, I battled with myself. Two or more practices in a day did not appease the struggle. Thinking that the more I practice, the better my heart feels. By Sunday afternoon, the push had come to shove. Never have I surrendered fully into Balasana | Child’s Pose… yet was I fully surrendering? Until I remembered this story… An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. “A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy. “It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil – he is … Continue reading Two Wolves


She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world. ~ Joanne Harris She often gets lost. She often feels lost. Living with a world who stays inside a bubble. How many times she wanted to take a pin. Inching near Fingers shaking, yet her heart is determined Trouble comes when trouble comes She whines, then laughs at them. Do you cast her away? Or do you love her more? Then you come upon that common space Simpatia; Shared by like … Continue reading Divergent


Close your eyes and take three deep breaths… This is the only moment you need to be worried about. There’s no yesterday. There’s no tomorrow. There’s just right now. You’re not late for anything. You aren’t going to miss anything. You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be. And you’re exactly who you’re supposed to be. You’re absolutely perfect. And whatever happens today is exactly what’s supposed to happen… And if you want, I’ll spend every moment with you for the rest of your life. It strikes me like a jolt, a good jolt that is, when you read or watch … Continue reading Prajnä


It is not about shushing the mind. That in itself is a struggle. It is about letting the mind be – acknowledging it for its mad thoughts, accept unconditionally, choose the beauty of such thoughts – they add colours to an otherwise mundane life… and our hearts will guide the mind to be free. That’s what it’s about. That’s what surrender is. Often I see myself relating to the folks I follow closely here. I feel we are all surfing similar waves; only different surfboards. My mind can get too bouncy – things to be written are left idle here … Continue reading Aperture

SmRtǐ | Haiku

Breathe for space and dive Floods of sentiments roll in Let awareness flow. Mindfulness is simply being aware of what is happening right now without wishing it were different; enjoying the pleasant without holding on when it changes (which it will); being with the unpleasant without fearing it will always be this way (which it won’t). ~ James Baraz Namaste. =)   Continue reading SmRtǐ | Haiku

Come Back to Love

I have some friends I wrestle with. Monster friends. They like to creep… when you are in your most vulnerable state. It is a phase we often get webbed in. An entrapment. Whether lured or passing through, we get stuck on it. Let me introduce them to you… The thing is… in our most vulnerable state, this is NoT the end of it. This vulnerable state is actually the most insightful phase we ever go through. It happens for a reason. Why…? It is because this is where we fully exercise our own unique power of choosing. “It’s the choices … Continue reading Come Back to Love