When I was at Casa Bonita in the Dominican Republic, I was certain I couldn't get any happier. The sun was shining, the sky was clear and blue. I was with someone I love and who makes me laugh, in a partnership where we could endure two hours of...
I've been practicing yoga on and off for about 10 years. After my first knee surgery at 14, my mom signed us up for a set of classes through our local rec center. I hated it: I had such a hard time slowing down, controlling my breathing, stopping my...
There are a few things that define a Sacramentan: when practically everyone you know works for the state. That moment in deep summer when you feel like if you eat just one more tomato, you'll turn bright red. Growing up with field trips to the State...
Since I started writing this blog in 2010, I've tried to establish a few words around each new year. It's a way to decide what I'm going to focus on, what I'm searching for most--and mostly, it's a grounding exercise to calm my mind during yoga,...
At a dinner party the other night, I blushed when my boyfriend and a close friend discussed a blog post that I'd written. It was a strange collision of two separate worlds, the intersection between the life that I live every day and the ways that I...