Some objects carry more than just weight, they carry history. They hold memories, emotions, and the echoes of past versions of ourselves.

Tonight, I pulled out a blanket. A thick, high-quality throw that has been with me for fifteen years. But I didn’t buy it. I didn’t inherit it. I picked it out on my first day at a women’s shelter, when I had nothing but the weight of my own heartbreak.

At the time, I felt guilty for taking something nice like I didn’t deserve warmth or comfort. But that blanket stayed with me. Through the hardest moments. Through rebuilding my life. Through Shakespeare classes and sociology degrees and late-night revelations about Hamlet and the art of avoiding pain.

Fifteen years later, I’m at a New Ivy League school. And that blanket is still here. A reminder that I chose to be. That I was never meant to simply suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, but to oppose them. To fight, to grow, to take what I needed to build something better.

This episode is about that journey, the things we carry with us, the things that carry us, and the moments where we realize we are no longer who we were.

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If you’re in a place where you feel like you don’t deserve warmth, comfort, or peace, take the blanket. You deserve it.

Not all sanctuaries have walls. Some exist in the hush of midnight, in the weightless drift of water, in the space between the stars and the earth. This is the story of a Midwest farm, a dark pond, and a moment of stillness that felt like sanctuary. A summer night where the world disappeared, and for the first time in too long, I felt free.

What’s Inside This Episode:

Rebuilding a life after divorce and trauma

The heartbreak of separation from my children

Finding unexpected friendship in a quiet, rural place

A night swim that became something sacred

The therapeutic power of stillness, silence, and surrender

Have you ever found peace in an unexpected place? Let’s talk. DM me or share your story.

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In this episode, I share the serendipitous story of how life brought me back to two incredible people, Reema and Ramneesh, and their restaurant, Amaya Indian Cuisine.

Years ago, in Carbondale, Illinois, I found comfort and connection at their first restaurant, Reema’s. Their warmth, kindness, and unforgettable food made a difficult time in my life a little easier. But one day, they disappeared… no explanation, no goodbye.

Fast forward to now: After moving back to Rochester, New York, I discovered they were here too. Out of all the places in the world, our lives aligned once again. In this episode, I talk about the power of connection, the beauty of their friendship, and how their new restaurant has become an even bigger part of my life.

Listen in for a story about how the universe works in mysterious ways, how chai and samosas can feel like love, and the bonds that endure across time and distance.

Mentioned in this episode:

The origins of Reema’s in Carbondale, Illinois

The move back to Rochester and a surprising Facebook comment

Amaya Indian Cuisine: a restaurant filled with love, warmth, and incredible food

The cherished back booth, chai, and samosas that make every visit unforgettable

How Reema and Ramneesh have become family and embraced not just me, but my daughter

Tune in to reflect on the magic of alignment and the people who remind us what it means to belong.