To some, love is a drug. To others, it’s television, blackberries, chocolate or percocet. My preferred choice of substance is … More
Category: healing
A Paean to My Yogi
After a long hiatus, I was back at my restorative yoga class this afternoon. Thankfully, it is still being taught … More
Scenes from a hospital
If you’ve ever spent time in a hospital, perhaps like me, you’ve noticed the sharp contrast between patients and everyone … More
The Good Kind of Grind
Back to the grind; but a grind that will invariably continue to yield positive results. More healing, better health and … More
To Med or Not To Med
Last evening, while driving to my friend’s house, I was yet again yanked into the crazy-making realm of pain with … More
The Breast Bubble
Life as such (my recovery aside) has been suspended, and breast-talk has nearly superseded all else – which perhaps is … More
Ahhh.. to trek again
Earlier this week, the people of Nepal celebrated their New Year, 2067 according to the Nepali calendar. Had I realized … More
Shifting gears
The wheels are in motion and travel is in the offing – for the next phase of my recovery, my … More
A Buddhist-like Game
A funny thing happened on my way to healing: OJ introduced me to a game called Bananagrams. It’s a board … More
Drowning in Pink
I’m not wearing rose-colored glasses, but these days, I seem to see pink everywhere. Not always the color itself, but … More
Healing Pilgrim 