After 2-years of consistent daily yoga, I finally understand how to remain joyful for long periods of time — Joy — true joy — is the most elusive inner state of being. We can’t seem to maintain it, to infinitely hold it in our grasp. We can’t stay joyful for long enough no matter how hard we try. When was the last time you were joyful for a full…

Is this the famous flow state everyone is always raving about? — What is this place? Has it always been inside me? I don’t want to leave Not now, Not ever, Not until my work is done. I shouldn’t get attached I can’t afford any attachments Not now, Not when my spiritual work has just begun And yet… I’m one with this…

The Secrets No One Tells You About Being a Highly Sensitive Person — Dear highly sensitive person, Sit in your soup. Simmer in the intensity of it. “The largest chemical factory,” Sadhguru calls it. These are your emotions. You might as well enjoy them. There’s a sweetness underneath it all. If you sit with any of it long enough, whatever it might be…

A simple trick I use to improve my writing style. — As you read your favorite authors, look out for the images — the worlds they construct with their words. Study them with the passionate fire of a child. Decode their metaphors. Tear them to shreds and put them back together — In a different order. …

“All your complaints are lies.” — I love love. The feeling, the frequency underneath it — the devotion behind it all. I love how expansive, how infinite I feel when I’m rooted in love. My faith becomes infinite. My ego is non-existent. If I rile myself, if I complain, if I get angry enough, if I…

Here’s what has worked for me. — This is all we want: Everything under the sun is chasing the same high: From the birds — the soaring eagle towering over us — to the worm wobbling through the mud. Yes, we are no different from a worm. We are no different from the trees and the butterflies. …

Your creative muse lives in every cell within your body. Here’s how you can get her out — “Art is an image-using system. In order to create, we draw from our inner well. You must replenish your well.” My images left me. I woke up a few days ago to find empty holes where they used to be. Staring at me. Starving. Begging like homeless children. Nagging me…

I thought I’d finally cracked the code to the great mystery of love, but I’d soon learn — Don’t believe them. Don’t listen to the voice in your head. The voice of your past, of your childhood — society’s programming! No, it’s not selfish. Love is not selfish. Self-love. Self-care. Self-nourishment. None of it is selfish — regardless of what they say. “A woman’s hands don’t get burned,”…

I promise — You must remember, especially when things are going well. When your heart is overflowing — bursting in fact — with gratitude. When the birds in your soul have finally come awake; when you can see it all clearly — their actions: Love languages you might’ve missed during your foggy days…