That Feeling: Waking up from the quiet of dream sleep, that space where you thought there was sound but realize now that this, this new...

I didn’t think I would cry at the graduation ceremony, but alas. One of my classmates stood up, got sentimental, and the tears bubbled...

On posing with strangers, feasting from banana leaves, and who's got claim to yoga In early November, I bought a ticket to southern...

I feel the wind on my face skin and imagine myself staying still in a hug. Imagine myself in joy. I fill my water bottle and hear the...

A man drives a rickshaw for a living. Does he like it? Does he have community? Does he support a family? Does he work long hours to...

Beginnings of a month-long advanced teacher training in the peace and wilds of southern India It’s week two of a month long intensive...

My first night in Mysore, I took the recommendation of the hostel host and walked south toward a lake he had pointed to on a map. I wound...

I made it to Mysore from the Bangalore airport by 4 hour bus ride, the final leg of the longest travel “day” of my wanderer life. I...

We are 8.5 hours around the side of the big world, all of us together. This aisle seat man and his cousin back there behind us somewhere....