Draw a circle and stand in the center. Step outside of it and your foot will burn. Stay present in this moment. That is your task. It’s a difficult task, especially with demands pulling me in every which way – as a caregiver, a CEO running my own business, a partner planning a wedding, and […]
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Chrysalis
When I was young, I would wander our backyard, looking for fuzzy black-and-orange catepillars. I would use a twig to catch them and place them in a jar as “pets.” I would put more twigs and leaves in the jar for them, but often, they died (I think). One, however, began to form a chrysalis, […]
These Locks Were Made for Talking
Lately, I’ve been receiving all sorts of messages about my hair. It’s a handful, for sure – curly as can be, and long. In the Florida summers, the humidity makes it BIG, unruly even. But all my life, I’ve seen it as something to hide behind – literally in some ways, but also with the […]
An Unlikely Escape
I’ve given a lot of thought in recent months to escapism. What is it, what it means, how it manifests for different people. For me, I rarely drink alcohol and don’t use recreational drugs, but I have my own form of escape, of addiction: caregiving. My mother has suffered from memory loss for many years, […]
Hello to Myself
I’ve been thinking quite a bit about the places I grew up. There were two homes: One was a comfortable house on an acre of land next to a pond; the second, where we moved when I was 9, was a castle for the area, a grand home that was gorgeous but much too large […]
Happy Mother’s Day
My mother wouldn’t speak to me today. At least not when I spoke to her. Twice she started to rattle off in Punjabi, a language I understand but am not nearly fluent in. Her words were quick and low, hardly audible, and the sentences incomplete. She’d hardly look at me, even, instead staring off, or, […]
So many colors
I am feeling very colorful this week. Literally. I am craving color. To be surrounded by color. To wear color and enjoy color. So much so that I have started revamping my hot-weather wardrobe, which is currently full of a lot blue (an electrifying and soothing color, depending on the shade) and adding instead shocks […]
“I Am a Weaver”
I am a weaver, Of sounds, of words, of stories. I don’t often share mine, Not directly, But I’ll combine strings of different tales, Realities, To create new ones. It’s more about the lessons to learn Than the realities lived. Reality is relative, After all. There’s so much that’s so vibrant, The colors, tastes, sounds, […]
What a Difference 10 Years Makes
This time 10 years ago, I was in the process of uprooting my life completely and making a move that I never thought possible, a move back to my hometown in Florida. Tampa is a place I long held dear to my heart, but after 12 years in New York City, I had become a […]
The Vibrant Depths 