Lalita’s Year in Review: 2018 & 2019
So, I skipped a year. It happens. I always feel a little ashamed when it happens, but alas I don’t let it bother me too much. What’s more potently true…
read moreSo, I skipped a year. It happens. I always feel a little ashamed when it happens, but alas I don’t let it bother me too much. What’s more potently true…
read moreSo many things define a year. This year March-August, I was possibly the most miserable I have ever been. This is because of a gallbladder surgery, severe depression, and most surprisingly,…
read moreThe Desert. Is it dead or alive? Traditionally the desert and I haven’t been friends. I prefer lush greenery, flowing rivers and the moist breath of mama ocean. But last…
read moreIt’s in total awe that I begin to unravel this last year’s learning for you … and for me. This piece of writing in itself is one of my most…
read moreForget all the pathways that once carved your heart into separation Leave all the aching and longing to be met at the door Enter yourself fully, fill the space of…
read moreThe door is opening, the gate of preference, unhinging Love and hate Light and dark Gross and subtle The portal between pain and pleasure swallows me whole, dilutes and strengthens…
read moreDevotion isn’t an action It’s a portal … A bridge between sensation and curiosity Linking form and void, life and death, love and hate Breathing, feeling, longing Owning my desire…
read moreHow do you write about love and death? I’ve been trying to wrap my head around how to share this latest adventure deep into the heart of Bali with Yuri,…
read moreOh this year … wow … I’m practically out of breath even thinking of writing this year in review … holding off just one more day … one more hour.…
read moreThe second I titled my last year in review piece, “2012: The Most Transformative Year Yet,” I wondered if I was setting myself up for failure somehow, like maybe 2013…
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