Being a newbie on the road (my driver’s license is barely six months old) has made me remember how humbling it is to start from zero. If...

When I was in primary school in The Philippines, the best gauge for “storm signal #2” was when our neighbor’s coconut tree—visible...

No, I am not breaking up with you. An article I read today mentioned that too much of you can stress one’s adrenals. No wonder when I...

Five minutes is all it took to prevent the unnecessary stress! When the executive assistant of my former editor was fired from her job,...

I took a leave from teaching yoga during the entire month of August. During this time, I traveled to Italy to visit my friend Shane and...

My dear friend and talented artist Jöelle taught me a crafty thing this weekend: Pom making. I decided to document this process, because...

Growing up in Manila, when any of us in the family turned a year older, it was tradition to buy a birthday cake. Our favorites evolved by...

No, I was not attacked by a woodpecker. Read on to see the relevance. Sometimes in yoga class when the teacher calls out the name of the...

Yesterday’s view: lots of green, lots of light, lots of thanksgiving. Why is it when you’re injured, you want to do that very thing you...

…you have to get creative. The other day I was on my usual run when I realized I didn’t want to go through the same steady motions. The...

Heart installation: For a few hours on Valentine’s day, S’s love notes and my awesome cookies were exhibited. Hours later, the hearts...

The saying “one man’s trash is another one’s treasure,” played in my head as I rummaged through yesterday’s Kleidertausch (pronounced...

The search for the perfect mini for my bike begins. (Photo from The Kitty Bear Chronicles blog) I had been noticing a lot of women riding...

In lieu of a photo of a daunting, steep hill is my view of said hill from its base. It was harder to draw this hill than climb it....