“Have a good trip.” “Here is your home.” “See you around the world!” “Send me a postcard!” And the same story just happened all over again: you left a new place with your heart in mouth due to all kinds of life experiences you shared and lived. You feel like shouting out loud a huge and sincere “thanks” to the Universe, being grateful for the...
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Once, when I was old enough to look into mirrors whenever I passed them, I noticed myself. My hair swept my waist in tangles, and it always looked dirty, but I didn’t know it then; I usually felt, if not beautiful, at least opaque, and warm. I was walking past the bathroom my mother painted mint, the door half open and the blinds pulled up, so the sun spilled across everything, and the water in...
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On a recent Buzzfeed list of wisest things said by children, one woman shares the golden wisdom of her young niece; upon being asked whether she considered herself Indian or American, the girl had responded “Earthling” and returned to playing. This conversation is one of many on the list that adults are finding startling and heartwarming; the list went viral within hours. The little girl’s...
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There has been a recent Internet proliferation of meant-to-inspire phrases like YOLO, and viral videos cautioning us not to become obsessed with our cell phones. We are becoming increasingly aware of the message to prioritize our real adventures and relationships over the technology that has infiltrated our lives, and the merit of this message. But how much does the consciousness of our...
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In June, I sat in the audience at an event called the “Unreasonable Launchpad”. The very last presenter, a young woman with jet-black hair, came onstage to speak about her social enterprise venture. Her voice was light and clear as she told us that her name was Basant. She explained that she came from Egypt to the United States to take part in this business accelerator because she wanted each...
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Image Source: freecodesource.com Inevitably, when winter begins to slither up and around my neck, oozing into the split seam of my boot; that is when the ache comes back. The ache to travel– the restless, itchy-foot urge to jump out of our pressed-shirt routines and dull-coffee mornings, to grab the first bicycle, or plane ticket in sight and head off into the unknown! Whenever I am...
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