On Being Without Breath
I once wrote a Hafiz poem on a pomegranate and mailed it to a woman I remembered loving in another life…
On Love and Letting Go
Of all the things I’ve had to let go, possibility has been the hardest to release…
On Beliefs
Once upon a time, in pursuit of a karmic lesson, I assumed the conditionality of my lovability…
On Shadows
You used to be stunning…luminescent. You reeked of life. Even the way you lived pain was enviable…
On Being Pt. 2
There is an epidemic of erasure. Forced invisibility is not compatible with life. We exist because our stories say we do. Let’s tell them…
On Healing
I grew a thing. A living, breathing, growing thing. I fed it. I watered it. I gave it purpose. Now, that thing which I grew is growing me…
On Connection
It is undeniable that the human experience is largely defined by our pursuit of and longing for connection…