I know it’s been a while, a long, long while, as I’ve grappled with my big writing block and fears of being vulnerable and visible to you all. And yet, I do so yearn to connect with each of you, in...

Essential Oil Aromatherapy 102 As we continue exploring the art of essential oil aromatherapy I think it’s important to understand how essential oils are actually created and produced. Extraction o...

Yes, that’s me, the reluctant blogger but here I am attempting to blog again!! As the rest of you have moved into 2016, New Year resolutions in hand, I’m still not sure that I’m fully prepared to j...

The first thought that pops into my head when I think about Lemongrass is a cup of hot chai on a lazy Saturday afternoon. 4 o’clock tea is a veritable ritual in every Parsi household, perhaps not r...

I’m recovering from The Bombay Blues; and getting back to life is difficult, confusing and filled with some sorrow. Overcoming this collision of my two worlds and refocusing my attention to writing this blog has been even harder…sigh…perhaps a reminder that my vacation is over and that the realities of life are back in full force!

My trip to India is fast approaching and as of the writing of this blog, I still haven’t received our passports with Indian Visas! (Read the prior blog if you’re not up to speed on the visa drama!!)  I am now resigned to this odd state of patient resignation, followed by spurts of feverish praying and bargaining with the Source, feeble attempts at mindfulness, visualization, positive thinking, you name it, I’m doing it!

I posted a story about the Afghani women’s cycling teamto my Facebookpage a couple of days ago and cannot get the story out of my head. These women challenge all sorts of societal taboos when they ...

t seems I’m being tested these days. Nothing like dealing with bureaucratic, red tape and general chaos at the Indian Consulate in DC, to completely undo any strides I’ve made in attempting to stay on this journey to joyful and vibrant. Instead, I find myself completely unhinged, swearing like a sailor, and either raging in indignation or dissolving into tears of utter helplessness! Yes, all this in search of a simple Visa to travel to India.  The last straw for me was..

When I think of Rosemary, what pops into my mind first is my yummy Rosemary Garlic potatoes paired with a whole, garlic roasted chicken, stuffed with Rosemary. I have two huge bushes of Rosemary gr...