Preface: This (my) opinion is coming from a woman who identifies cisgender and heterosexual. In the throes of my divorce, I couldn’t...

I’m not a writer by trade but the retrospective nature of it is a means of catharsis for me. It’s where I go for reprieve. When shared, I...

I’ve contemplated this over and over. Yes, my Instagram is public. Yes, I share personal things on there. But that doesn’t give anyone an...

I believe the more we share about our experiences, the better. Birthing, breastfeeding, postpartum emotions and motherhood are all things...

If you know me, you know I’m brutally honest and unapologetically open. As of late, I’ve realized my social posts and general...

It was like any other morning, a quick tidy of the house before I would be off to the studio for my daily dose of endorphins. I was...

He slowly started to take my bra off. He had already dimmed the lights so I would feel more comfortable. Funny how men know to do that....

I woke up this morning a bit dazed. As I pour vanilla creamer into a steaming mug I mentally note my no-sugar diet will have to start...

The noise was pungent. On our walk from the main street deeper into the center of the Khalighat Temple, the busier and louder it got. It...

Two Marches ago I was sitting in an open-air villa at a yoga training on the island of Koh Samui, Thailand. The shala sat just a block...

It doesn’t matter the amount of faith we hold or the meditation we practice, we’ll still have those days we wish the skies would open and...

As I leave the embrace of his arms and pull my luggage up the escalator I look back just once. I remember a moment quite like this one...

They say Paris is the city of romance. Unfortunately, it's a city in France I've no yet been and so I cannot confirm this to be true....