After spending the last few months enjoying the Australian summer, and avoiding the North American winter

Imagine watching a boat speed away, leaving you behind, alone, on a tiny little island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. 

“One tiramisu. Four spoons please”.

“I go to yoga so I can post that I went to yoga”.

I noticed when someone took one out. I was also noticed when I took mine out.

I didn’t realize he had been holding it for so long. It must have been difficult for him, and I was completely unaware of it this entire time.

The day had started slow, or at least slow relative to what my norm had been. 

The sun had not yet risen and my eyes were blurry, it was still early in the morning.

I walked in and felt intimidated. The music was pumping. The air conditioner was on full blast. The energy was intense.

For the first six years of my entrepreneurial career, I did not take a break or vacation.

It was the biggest risk I had taken in a while. 

In the West, so much of what we culturally encourage is forceful

As I sat there in silence, quietly eating my meal and staring at all of these old people, I began to wonder about identity.

The wisdom of Ayurveda was initially passed down through oral tradition, with sages conveying the principles and practices to their disciples.

Earlier this month while on extended holidays in Australia, being in the worst possible time zone relative to my businesses, family and friends, actually opened up a new sensation that I am still making sense of.