I left the track in shock, asking myself, “What did I do wrong? Is this really how the story ends?” — I had just competed in the qualifying rounds of the women's triple jump at the Tokyo Olympics. The auto-qualifying mark wasn’t one that I couldn’t have easily done any other year, yet on this day, I was far from it. No one pursues a dream for a decade and expects…

These reads can get you started or take you deeper into self knowing — “I don’t know where to start.” That’s what people often say to me when they ask about beginning their spiritual journey. They are curious about deepening their connection to themselves and to the creator but simply don’t know how to begin. The reasons for each person vary. Some seek understanding…

Asking Gandhi about Mental Health and Happiness — I think about the great minds, personalities, and influencers of the world and I wish that I could sit down, have tea, and casually talk with them about worldly happenings or their spiritual journeys. Lately, I’ve thought about the topic of negative self-talk. A couple of weeks ago, I competed…

Creating a Life of Love, Joy, and Mental Wellness — I remember the first time I created an ‘anthem’ for myself. I felt emotionally isolated, discouraged, and depleted. It was at a time when it seemed the nights lasted infinitely longer than the day. After weeks of this, I heard a voice whisper to me, “How much longer?” How much…

Tips to articulate your heart — I’m one of those people who sees a sunset and cries while whispering, “It’s so beautiful”. I’m someone who will get emotional if I see a child who is outrageously happy about getting pizza for lunch. …

Every day, we hear more and more stories from creatives about their fears regarding society’s use of AI. AI can mimic your voice and create million-dollar feature film ads in just a few hours. It can write scripts, novels, and plays that rival, if not surpass, the most famous works…

How spring exposes those in despair. On the morning of April 1st, I was sent a portion of a poem, The Waste Land by the famous T.S Eliot. “April is the cruelest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. …

Reframing what ‘realistic’ love means to me — I’ve loved love for as long as I can remember. When we passed out store-bought valentines to our elementary school classmates, I always made sure to give the largest one to the boy I liked. In sixth grade, the boy was Sam. I anonymously wrote him handmade letters for two…

Exploring ways to brighten your mind, body, and spirit A grey looming abyss lurks outside my bedroom window. Is it dusk or dawn? It’s hard to tell just from looking outside. I haven’t seen the sun in days, maybe even weeks. Time does weird things when there is no light…