The day where life that was, isn’t and that wasn’t now is

In 24 hours I’ve witnessed life entering this world and I’ve witnessed it exit. In one day, I delivered a baby for the first time on my own. And for the first time also, I was present as the body of a person who wasn’t sick failed on our watch, suddenly and without warning–a mother

Empathy Over Sympathy: How we react to the suffering of others.

I attended a lecture during my third year of medical school as a part of a joint OB/GYN and Pediatric Grand Rounds on helping mothers through fetal loss. The lecturer asked the audience whether they felt empathy or sympathy, as the healthcare provider in difficult situations such as these. Hands creeped up hesitantly, clearly unsure

The Week of Everything.

I haven’t been writing much lately, because the requirement for living this week hasn’t left space for anything else.  I spent the weekend at Swami Satchidananda’s Ashram in Yogaville with my teacher Logan’s teacher Lisa. I’ve been missing Logan so much since she left for California and felt so much of her with us this weekend. Logan