We’ve kept it undercover for so long. And now it’s time to announce our lurve affair… YogaDork and I are dating. Ok, ok, in a writerly manner. You’ll find me over there every Thursday or Friday, waxing kookily about yoga — with a pop culture slant. Check out my recent...
I have a strange obsession with diseases, afflictions, disorders, and my beloved Harvard Medical School Family Health Guide — 1288 pages to feed my infinitely curious brain. I carry the latter about lovingly and you can trust that I am full to the brim with important facts. My latest reads:...
Attachment. Think velcro, double-stick tape, and superglue. Love is a motherf*cker, isn’t it? The love of others, be they friends, companions, family, mates, says Dangerous Adhesives Ahead. It connects us, brings us closer to the fire. We’re wide open to having our hearts ripped out and flung about. This love...
I feel like when we put a hand over our hearts, we tap into something so very still and interminably deep. Our hearts are the home for prana. Somehow this meditation always feels absolutely perfect. It brings deep stillness, the ability to act with your whole heart, and clear perception...
I am made up of the usual things: air, earth, fire, water…and a few extras. Sassypantsness. A fighting spirit. Brains. An aptitude for whipping up strangely awesome-tasting kitchen concoctions. We all have our own unique elemental makeup. What do you get when you take supremely down yogi/nis, add splashy-yet-elegant graphical...