I haven’t felt like writing much lately. Perhaps it’s my mind’s way of sitting out to heal, relax and take a few breaths. The pain/joy of a well-lived and enduring existence means that at times, events force you to expose old wounds. The resurrection of ghosts, relived trauma and demons…

By Hermann Hesse I credit Hermann Hesse’s Steppenwolf with my lifelong pursuit of self-examination. To ‘know’ oneself, one’s motivations, failings, and strengths is to be compassionate with yourself. His three books, Siddhartha, The Glass Bead Game, and Steppenwolf have all held great appeal to me and stood the test of…

Wisdom, crow’s feet and Alopecia Everyone has plans and expectations. I’ve always felt pretty comfortable in my own skin and planned on aging as gracefully as possible. It hasn’t quite gone as planned but nothing ever does, does it? I’ve never had any work done to my body or face…

A stay at home mom forces her views of Ahimsa on the world one Chaturanga at a time. I’m currently stuck in Portland, Oregon. I miss my mom, sister, and family beyond words. I miss my country, I miss reasonable debate. All I know is that I’m soul weary and…

Perhaps I’m a coffee colored unicorn with a dark sense of humor… — It’s an odd thing to introduce yourself to the world. Being an introvert, that is a lot of raw exposure to deal with. I might just be the consummate hermit with a small select group of trusted friends that ventured into writing in a most unusual way. I believe I’m…

The meeting of history, myth and legend — Everyone loves a good story. History has some of the most tantalizing tales involving love, lust, betrayal, and power struggles. I don’t understand the allure of gossip when history is a drama, wrapped in a mystery, hidden in an enigma. The human condition in all its complexity, is laid bare…

My Muse… — I’ve had a somewhat complicated relationship with religion. Faith inspires me but I’m a natural-born skeptic. Science is still my first love. I was raised Sikh, but at thirteen years of age, I turned towards atheism. It was the hypocrisy of my own culture dealing with gender norms along with…

Nobody spends someone else’s money as carefully as he spends his own. The human mind with all its complexity, creativity, and imagination is a thing of beauty. Beautiful minds gift the world with progress and innovation. The freedom to think and pursue the whims of one’s mind, whether it be…

The enduring argument of logical fallacies On the heels of the crushing Breonna Taylor verdict, I’m going to roll with the intense sense of injustice that is the dumpster fire of 2020. Through the air I can’t breathe, to the city I came back to by necessity, not by choice…