Bhav Brigade: Year Two in Review

This past month, our entirely donation-based pop-up yoga platform, the Bhav Brigade, had it’s second birthday. Looking back, I’m not sure how it’s possible, but this past year proved to be even more transformative than our first. We kicked off the year by collaborating with our friends and local Kirtan band, PranaMuktiBhakti, to host The Yoga

Solo Travel: The Antidote for Codependence

Solo travel is, at it’s core, selfish. Not in a negative way, just in an it-is-what-it-is kind of way. If that’s too hard a semantics pill for you to swallow then feel free to use the term self-oriented–it’s all the same to me. I’m living in a sustainable community on the Coromandel peninsula at the moment–my second

Set-Backs & Steps-Forward.

“Have you ever experienced burnout?” the program director asks me. “Of course,” I answer. “Tell me about it,” he says. I’m interviewing for a residency position in Emergency Medicine and I could just cry I’m so happy this question is being asked–and by a program director, no less. The notes section of my phone and

Waking Up Through Heart Break.

I’ve never seen any transformation in my life that didn’t begin with someone getting tired of their own bullshit.” – Liz Gilbert Once upon a time I gave my heart to a man. And I gave it to a woman, my best friend. And actually I gave my heart to just about anyone who needed

How Breakdowns Yield Awakenings.

The utility of a breakdown lies in the simple fact that, by becoming unraveled, we’re able to see what was holding us together–what view points we clung to, what assumptions we made of the world, what defenses we hid behind, what patterns we chained ourselves to, what crutches we relied upon, what insecurities we compensated for. When

Preparing for Another Trip Around the Sun

I don’t have any specific resolutions for the New Year–there aren’t any juice cleanses or new gym memberships or spring cleanings on the horizon, but I am thinking more about the way I wish to live. I’d like to stop comparing myself to others, for one. I’d like to finally break-up with “I’m not good enough.”

The Tools in Our Box

 “I have learned an appreciation for silence from the talkative, openness from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strangely, I am ungrateful to those teachers.” – Khalil Gibran I like to imagine that we enter into this world with an empty toolbox and that the things we are dealt in life are the

Limited Resources.

I’m always afraid my best work is behind me. This is the fear that holds me back more than any other. It is the subconscious belief that keeps me tethered to a life of scarcity and fear. There is a part of me that always fears there isn’t enough. I’m not enough. My work isn’t