My life, though an epic one so far, wasn’t easy. I've lived through tremendous pain and even tragedy. I was tried again and again. My will broken and faith questioned. I had so many moments of being close to giving up. But somehow, something in me wouldn't let go. I had a persistent stubbornness, an unwavering sense of faith that I will find my way home, home to myself, to my heart. I just knew I can heal. I knew there would be a way even if I can't see it at the moment. I would look in the mirror...

Today marks a special day for me, a day I get to recognize my own momentum around my health and eating habits. While living in the ashram, for over 13 years, my body got to deteriorate to such a degree that eventually I had to go for surgery and remove my gall bladder. We ate donated, usually expired foods, at irregular hours and had no time to exercise or take care of our bodies. Years of following that regime brought my physical condition to really challenging one. It took years to reshape and reform the thought patterns and habits needed...

It is said that in the beginning of time a truce was stuck between darkness and light. An agreement was made, honoring both and in respect of free will. Both sides were to choose a force through which to exercise their reign over humanity. A coin was tossed and destiny would have it that darkness was to pick first. With a smug and a greedy grin, darkness announced with pride – We, the forces of Darkness choose as our might and ally, as our agent of despair and agony none other than the ultimate force of Gravity. May gravity forever...

Be if I want to. It seems that something like 39 years ago a miracle has happened. A truly unexplained phenomenon. I came out and greeted the world. At the time, as far as I can remember, everything seemed like a marvelous show of light, sound, touch and color. I would be lifted and swung around. Bizarre creatures were looking at me making even weirder sounds. My body was making weird noises and strange things were often coming out from different sides. What I do recall very vividly is a sense of awe. Of absolute wonder towards everything transpiring around...

Helping each other and offering a helping hand is one of our innate tendencies and one of the principal characteristics of the human spirit. Why is there then such a tremendous difficulty for us to ask for help or be happy to receive it? We’ve been trained to be self-sufficient. To be able to do everything on our own. As we grow up we are praised for what we manage to do “all by ourselves”. Yet, in the same time, we are told to: “share with your sister” and to be “team players”. We grow to develop a deep conflict...