I’m going to India. I’ve already bought my ticket. After days and nights of relentless reflection and moments of anxiety, doubts, chaos, a

I can still see myself looking out the window of what was our home for a while, the first snowfall of the year in Copenhagen. Furious, beaut

4 flights, 3 days of traveling. All I wanted was to arrive, order something delicious to eat, and settle into the hostel to take in the view

I glanced sideways at the street. The blaring horns, the motorcycles, the chaos of people, the loud music. It was too much. I can still see

It was nighttime. We crossed the backyards of several houses and reached the main street, a narrow road packed with people, monks, cows,...

In the place, several small fires were distributed within cement spaces that contained them. Around each bonfire, some people were seated, a

- It's easy to find peace - Kaare told me. In the mountains, in the forest, in solitude. But that's not real, nor does it belong to you...

Each ride on the motorcycle felt like being inside a New Age two-wheeled temple, and as if it were a ritual, we always ended up talking abou

-"Surrender,"  he tells me – and once again, this word reaches my ears.Balance and surrender, the two words that came to me from my...

I never saw my country win the World Cup. The stories my old man used to tell me came to my mind so vividly, as if I had lived them...

Today was a different day. I was able to meditate. I felt a bit of peace amidst my restless mind and the anxiety that had been torturing...

Letting go of control, jumping, trusting... Everything Anand was telling me now seemed like prophetic words for what was to come. That...

I had set up my meditation altar with a small statue of Ganesha, a Tibetan singing bowl, and some Santa Rita  flowers I had found in the...

After the chanting class, we would go together into the Ganga to purify ourselves and because we both loved the winter bath . The water...

By the fifth day—which felt like a month—I had almost emerged from the intense confusion with which I had arrived at the Ashram. I helped...

“When the modifications of the mind have weakened, the mind becomes like a crystal: transparent. When memories, past knowledge, and...

I went through the strongest fear and loneliness of my life, but then someone started to emerge—someone I didn’t know that well. I...

The only place I had planned not to set foot in India—besides Delhi—was Varanasi. I already had enough inner chaos; I didn’t need to add...

At the beginning of January, I had decided to do a Vipassana, a silent meditation retreat in Bodh Gaya, a very humble little village near...

It was nighttime. Everything was empty enough to resemble a zombie movie and the arrival of the Apocalypse. I tried to connect with what...