Tag: life
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that little space
That little space Between my eyes Is the place That grows the most tired At the end Of a 12 hour shift. Lovingly, I press That little space. That little space Between us Is the space That I always want To fill in. Lovingly, I come closer To share That little space. That little space…
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deadlines
Do you ever feel like Your brain has a million Tabs open at once? Or you are swimming upstream And the flow of the river Grows even more Turbulent? Do you ever feel like The small pit of anxiety In the middle of your stomach Has just started Blossoming Into a large, flowering Unwelcome Tree?…
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focus
I promise that I get inspired to write by more than what comes to me during yoga. But lately, the messages I need have come to me during this time, and I can’t help but share in case they resonate with you. I’ve been very open about the stress that happens in medical school (surprise!).…
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rituals and root-cause analysis
“I don’t feel like myself today.” Do you ever say this to yourself? That has been my feeling for the past few days. I can’t pinpoint exactly what it is that feels off, but I just have this feeling that there is something a little off about my mood or mentality or my spirit. My…
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the hope of healing
As I reflect over the past six months on learning to become a doctor, I think of how my perspective of illness has shifted. As a healthcare worker, you see people at their most vulnerable, when they are in the greatest need. Yet throughout illness, each patient retains their identity as someone who exists outside…
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little inconveniences
Drip drop, drip drop. I’ve heard it a million times from a million people before. “Oh, there it is again, the stupid sink dripping water all night long, waking me up in the middle of the night, keeping me where I can’t sleep. I’ll ask him to fix it but he’ll probably forget, or when…
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soul-work
Two days ago, I packed by bags and moved to Boston, MA. The night before was full of tears, happy ones and sad ones, long hugs, prayers, and motivating words. Honestly, I was completely terrified. And I’m working through those emotions and trying to allow God to guide my life, to dictate when and where…
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the free
Piece by piece We build the wall That works to separate us all From those who have from those don’t From those who can to those who won’t. We throw our words around like flames That scar and burn but mostly blame Because those who won’t just steal from me And those who don’t just…
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poems from seaside
I think there are so many poems about the ocean because it is simultaneously violent and peaceful. At the same time it crashes against the coast destroys a weak vessel and carries away debris It smoothes the rocky shore coos the frightened bird and hugs your planted feet. It somehow reminds us gently chaotically simply…