Poeta Rubi attempts a thirty-day poetry challenge for National Poetry Month.

Rubi G. performs at the Morris-Jumel Mansion for Women's History Month.

Something like a list poem* of major life experiences that have shaped me up until now.

Out with the old, in with the new!

I was in the 5th grade when the urge to write down my thoughts and emotions arose. So, I begged my mother to buy me a diary that locked...

I never set out to complete a five-hundred-day yoga journey because working out at home never appealed to me. But after dabbling in...

Before the month ends, I want to share the story of my first month as a college student in an institution I hadn't even toured prior to...

(Originally written during Writing From the Womb Masterclass, Summer 2020) For as long as I can remember, I've felt the urge to follow my...

Today I celebrate two hundred days since I started my 365-day yoga challenge. After completing several thirty-day challenges thanks to...

Rubi's Rambles: (Originally written on 4/24/2019- this was an attempt at releasing built-up anguish. Also, I had not yet attended my...

Rubi's Rambles: Originally written on 2/23/22- one week after my panic attack On 2/22/22, I acted on my long-awaited desire to resign...

Anxiety disorders: It’s your brain’s way of reacting to stress and alerting you of potential danger ahead. They’re a group of mental...

I love learning about people's journeys and this book fulfilled that need. I learned I am on the right path.

Upon arriving home from my one day at the office and after absorbing the blasphemy of what transpired at our nation's capital yesterday,...

The first time I stumbled upon yoga was during my freshman year in High School. I attended a portfolio based alternative school that...

Parenting is hard period. But parenting during a pandemic, while also trying to work from home, is a different kind of monster. It is...

In 2007, I learned about Albany University's Study Abroad program in the Dominican Republic. Instantly, something sparked and I knew I...

Hello Lisa, You’re 35 now. Can you believe that? 35. What a beautiful thing. To be grateful for making it this long on this earth. For...

It’s so difficult for me to understand, accept, and remember that I am where I need to be. So many times I vow to surrender and I cannot...