JOURNAL
About Motherhood
Did you want kids, they ask. I guess I did, I answer, but honestly, I never really got the chance to think about it. One minute I fell in love like never before, and the next, nine months later at 23, I was pregnant. It was the first time in my life I felt real purpose—like, this is what I've come here to do: mothering, caring, loving. At that moment, despite the uncertainty, I felt instinctively sure about my path forward.
The Dharma of Hair
It’s becoming a ritual—this little chat at the desk.
What starts as a stream of thought often turns into a teaching, a personal reflection that ends up shared in class. These are the moments when I allow wisdom to flow through me—when I become a hollow bone for whoever needs it. And somehow, there’s always someone who needed it. After class, someone will come up and say, “I felt like you were speaking directly to me.” Or: “That was exactly what I needed to hear. How did you know?”
FEATURED POST
From caterpillar to butterfly
Growth and transformation are a never-ending spiral staircase we all climb. As my beloved teacher and mentor Dena Kingsberg used to say, “The work is never done.”
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