Category Archives: Stillness

Space to Sit with What Is

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Mornings in India are communal, with the vast majority of society outside with the sunrise, hand-washing clothes, bathing at neighborhood taps, and brushing teeth on their front stoop. Even in prestigious neighborhoods in mega cities, the road will be filled with walkers, joggers, women outside watering flowers and men sitting, sipping their chai. And because […]

The Support System

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If anyone ever had a support system, it was this mom, in the mountains of India. When we decided to stay and seek emotional, mental health in the midst of life and work overseas, we knew something would have to change. It wasn’t one thing. It was a hundred little things that made the difference.

Everybody Needs a Nook

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Everybody needs a nook. Just like everybody needs to take Sabbath. (Except that one is a command from God and the other is my personal opinion…) Growing up our family of 4 spent a lot of time on the road in small hotel rooms. My mom is the purest introvert I know. I can remember […]

Moving Saga, Day 10

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My phone and a full cup of room-temp coffee sit by the worn velvet chair overlooking the yard. The one I had set up at 5am to read and blog in… But that was four hours ago. I reheat my coffee in the microwave now (something I swore I’d never do if I ever had […]

Chai, Glorious Chai

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You know those days when you finally get an hour free—through careful planning, preparation, and some magical alignment of the stars—and then you can’t decide which one you need more: sleep, or time alone. Today I’m going to embrace sleep depriation and say, I NEED SOME TIME ALONE. So I’m snuggled up under warm covers […]

Stillness in Productivity

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Sometimes it takes a little while to settle into the stillness. I think, “I’m fine! I don’t need time to be silent. I have so much to do!!!” In these moments (more common than not) the doer in me is finding fulfillment in the doing. But this false sense of purpose robs me of my […]