Writing feeds my soul and helps me get through just about anything. It is as much a process of self-discovery as it is of personal expression.

Nature is healing to me. Daily walks with Gutsy, our golden lab on the Massapoag Trail are nourishing for my body and soul. (And most of all, it makes Gutsy girl smile). Yoga grounds me and early morning bike rides, when the weather is warmer, are rejuvenating.

Daily reflection at the altar of Goddess Kali — and in the quiet presence of my parents — anchors me to my roots.

Our house is a warm, joyous gathering space for friends and family. People know that our door is always open and to my heart’s content, they make good use of it. Food is incredibly important in my ministry. Cooking is meditative for me; feeding, to me, is a form of spiritual practice. Feeding not only sustains the body, but also nourishes the soul and is an essential part of hospitality. I have seen the tremendous benefits of offering food that is prepared with love and that is mindful of everyone’s needs. Food has the magical power to bring folx together in community and fellowship.

During the isolation of COVID, I began teaching Indian cooking classes on Zoom — an unexpected but meaningful way to weave community across distance. Donations from the classes supported Cops for Kids with Cancer, https://copsforkidswithcancer.org/, an organization I’ve been connected to for decades. When the cooking was done, we stayed online to eat together — sharing stories, our fears, and holding onto the hope that one day we would gather again around a real table. Those evenings nourished us in more ways than one, offering connection to the lonely and support to a cause that could not wait for the world to reopen.

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