My Problem With Wellness

In the last class of this year’s Yoga & Meditation Vacation in Paros, I spoke to the students about the concept of “wellness” and how the word is a source of irritation for me. The irritation has little to do with the actual word, but rather because there doesn’t seem to be another word that’s […]

The Tension of Opposites

I feel. Deeply. I always have. As a kid I was identified as the emotional barometer of the family; when issues arose with my parents or my siblings, my emotional state would indicate that instability. I was labeled as “sensitive”, a label slapped on me because I showed what I felt, I (eventually) spoke what no one else was addressing, and I (eventually) refused to lie with secrets as my bedfellows. Truth has always been hard for me to turn a blind eye to, and so, I feel.