Author name: Preeti

I’ve always struggled with focusing for long periods as a child but lately, I’ve been noticing just how fleeting it […]

The 3-Step Mindfulness Reset When your attention drifts, don’t fight it. Just remember this gentle practice to bring yourself back,

Tired of the weigh that isn’t mine Of circling shadows around my light Of performing in a theater of bruised

They call you Turd the Bird, you know that right? Flapping around in DESPERATE flight Not love, not grace, not

Forged in the fire of the Fords and Churchills We were the hands that built barns and mills Bent back

As we head into the holiday season, I can’t help but think back to all my past holidays. Almost every

A hollow witch with a crown of thorns  Voice all venom and full of scorn Eyes like glass , heart

She struts and straps with borrowed grace A painted mask, a hollow face She croaks and croaks making noises deep

The dreaded, dirty F word – Failure Failing feels terrible. It has a way of getting under our skin and

It’s 4 AM, and I stir in my bed, Hearing cowbells chime as the herd is led. The wooden wheel

Overload in a Noisy World For most of my life, I believed that more was better. More detail, more complexity,

There once was a bird, so wicked, so vile, Her name was Turd, and she schemed with a smile. I