by Hiro Boga | Community, Inner Journeys
I woke up that September morning with a stiff neck and a sore right hip from sleeping on the couch in my cousin Dinaz’s living room. My fifty-two-year-old body, unaccustomed to narrow, hard mattresses and the slope of couch cushions, ached. Dinaz’s...
by Hiro Boga | Relationships, Soul
Browsing through the children’s section of my local bookstore one afternoon (what can I say? I love kids’ books!), I overheard two young women talking. They were probably in their mid-twenties. Attractive, healthy, wearing workout clothes, their vibrant...
