Well well well, life flowed and I saw myself in one more flow game this week. It seems like the universe does conspire when we set an authentic intention and let the whisper out into the wind. It carries and reaches those waiting to receive it. And honestly, the proof keeps showing up. This one was with two dear friends and our stories intersect and interweave in interesting ways while we witness each other in our growth journeys. There is something quietly sacred about being

Somehow the number two feels like a significant milestone, a marker that resonates deeply within me. When I trust that the small steps I take will eventually culminate in something much larger and more meaningful, I begin to appreciate that every single number counts and holds its own special significance. So, game number two it is. This particular game was especially meaningful to me because I had the privilege of co-hosting it alongside my dear friend Arvind, who hails from

Game 1 of 108: A Winter Morning Flow This winter morning began as I always do, a sage cleansing ritual , a journalling meditation and bowing down to the masters and teachers who guide me, setting my intention to create hope spots and islands of meaningful connection through the gifts I carry. Today, I played a Flow Game with my friend and fellow host, Arvind. It felt authentic, like a soothing balm, deepening my roots in this practice and the magic it brings. This marks the f

Is doing a PhD feel like being in an eternal liminal space?   How does one navigate this space for oneself and the collective? Taking a...