Photo by Suruchi Avasthi In the early years of Wit & Delight in particular, this platform was a place for me to process experiences and feelings, including those that didn’t yet make sense to me. I wrote personal essays about...
I am a steadfast habit tracker and goal seeker, always aspiring to do/see/feel/experience more. It’s the way I’m wired; I barely even think about this side of me, I just live into it. But while I’m constantly on the...
The week that I’m writing this post, I’m in a place where I’m feeling overwhelmed and very out of my body. I think part of it is that I continue to feel worn down after a very busy, social...
Listen. There are a lot of introverts out there observing the world as it turns, quietly contributing as much as everyone else—just differently. It is an extrovert’s world, and trying to find our place within it can be exhausting...
Sometimes, it’s easy to lose the freshness of life. The pure naiveness of it. The effortless, beautiful brain space that looks at nature and sees safety. The righteous notion that we are many versions of ourselves; to know those...
Editor’s Note: This article explores some of the benefits of anxiety through a personal lens and based on research linked throughout. For individualized insights and care in the realm of mental health, please connect with a trusted health care...
As it literally stands, the word “liminal” is symmetric and erect. However, when you say the word out loud, it comes out of your mouth in a wave, rising like a tide, carving space. In anthropology, liminality is the...
We will do anything to make the physical spaces we live in beautiful. We will clean out the closets, get rid of clutter, and wash our windows. We will swap out the old with the new and refreshing. We...
Let’s get really diplomatic about something quick: Life is weird. Some days are marvelous. Some days feel impossible, and those days can easily blur into weeks, sometimes months. When that happens, we need our community to be there for...
When I discover myself, I am a waterfall. Like a waterfall, a hallowed gush, I feel sound in my bones and toes. When I’m full, I am that hum, a chord struck inside the heart of a bowl, continuing...
