6/29/26 – Journal Entry I’ve been thinking… and I pray that every woman learns to see herself through the eyes of love and compassion. Ever since ...
For most of my life, closing my eyes during prayer or meditation meant exactly what I expected it to mean: darkness. Sometimes my thoughts wandered. ...
As I stepped onto the balcony of my room at Puri Hotel, the salty breeze enveloped me like a long-lost friend’s embrace. Nine visits later, and the Bay ...
“He is a thief.” “She’s a slut.” “He is so rude.” “What’s the matter with her?” These are some of the words that we use to describe people that ...
The morning air still carried a chill as we left Kanpur behind, the sky just beginning to shift from indigo to a soft orange glow.The road to Prayagraj was ...