Lần nào về nhà cũng nhiều kỷ niệm.  Chả ai nghĩ mình là người ít chia sẻ, nhưng mình biết mình thuộc loại lười kể lể. Cái gì chia sẻ mà...

When I was little, I used to be so flexible that when I did a backbend, my feet could easily touch my nose. I was always the appointed ‘model’ for the class. I thought I’d become a dancer when I grew up (don’t get me wrong, I thought I’d become many other things too 😬)—it’s natural to imagine continuing something when you’re good at it. But that thought didn’t last long. I had to quit and focus on school when I entered third grade. Twenty years later, I never practiced again

I get it. Emotionally detaching helps us shield ourselves from what our mind convinces us are ‘unnecessary distractions’ so we can keep going. And that’s okay if you need to run away. That’s okay if you want to detach from the overwhelming feelings rising inside of you. There are times when it’s actually healthy to do so. As human beings, we’ve learned to numb our pain to survive, and being able to control our emotions is an incredible superpower. But you can’t keep ignoring

There’s a kind of love that shares an unspoken communication, where their thoughts become your thoughts, their feelings become your feelings, their energies become your energies, simultaneously in synchronicity. It’s the kind of love that understands without words, comforts without touch, loves without conditions, transcending time and space despite physical separation. No matter how hard and how many times you try to deny, disconnect, build a wall, or run away, it always fin

When I decided to commit more seriously to yoga about a year ago, I had no idea of the immense impact it would have on me. It’s taught me how to listen to every fiber of my being, to love myself unconditionally and heal from within, to be patient, to choose kindness and love even when it feels hard, to be comfortable in my own skin, and to let go of any expectations. It reminds me that the journey of learning something new every day is thrilling and that being a student of li

If you want to see what the soul looks like, close your eyes Be soft Lose yourself in the movement of time Flow freely to the melody of your own energy Feel everything passing through you,  without holding onto anything,  without worrying if it’s perfect,  without expecting an ideal outcome Crack your heart open wide Let your mind shine the light You’ll see that there’s nothing to see  but a sense of wholeness of interconnectedness  with all beings and with the universe itsel

- I don’t know which one to choose… they’re both very nice. - Maybe both! - Haha, I know… I have a friend who’s leaving New York soon, so I think this could be a nice gift for him. - How long have you been here? - Almost 10 years! - Oh, and where were you before that? - Also New York, but I was upstate… haha. So about 13 years in total. I’m originally from Vietnam, though. - So you are Vietnamese? I had a feeling. - Ha, is it because of my accent? Yes, I am indeed! - No. I wa

I still went to watch Barbie yesterday to give it a fair shot. The little girl in me also wanted to join the fun. As a kid, I always...

- Do you like living in America? - Yeah, I find that it's a good fit for me... Would you like to come one day? - I do. I'm actually waiting for my paperwork to be done, hopefully I'll be able to come soon! - That's great! Are you going to be there for school? - Yes… but also, my dad's been living there while I live with my mom and my younger brother. We haven't got a chance to meet him again in 6 years… - Oh wow, are your parents still considered being together? - They are… w

For many of us who celebrate Lunar New Year, January probably feels a bit odd — as if we had at least a month-long time to celebrate two new years in a row (or again?) — especially this year as the first day of the lunar new year takes place on the first of February. End-of-year reflections and New Year’s resolutions can feel a bit awkward — when is the end and when is the beginning? I don’t know about a month of celebration, but January reminds me of a second chance. Like la

“Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.” We’ve heard this saying many times, but is it right? The past week got me rethinking the meaning of luck, and as much as I’m tempted to agree with the above statement because it’s been shared so widely, I disagree with how luck is defined here. When I was younger, one of the greatest fears that I had was that all my achievements in life would be viewed as luck, no matter how hard I tried — if I failed, it was my bad