Natalia Lee

Natalia Lee is an aspiring spiritual teacher, author, and artist. She embodies many types of spiritual practice, one importantly being the Taoist principle of living in harmony with the flow of nature. Another is her expression of devotion toward Source through Bhakti Yoga. At 19 years old, Natalia moved from her hometown in New York City to Los Angeles to begin her pilgrimage of world travel and spiritual inquisition. Since then, she has tackled many personal achievements including the publishing of multiple poetry collections, e-books, physical art pieces, a successful podcast, and personal blog.

Before I run off to work again,

I want you to know that I am right here with you. No matter what you may be going through and no matter if I’ve experienced it personally or not; I am here with you. We all are. The things that happen in your life whether you are aware of it or not, are also […]

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Sometimes it’s hard to catch up

But at the end of the day, we always do somehow. Today, I caught up with a friend. One I hadn’t seen or really talked to in over a year. It’s funny how someone can be living almost the same experience as you but in a completely different way. I think this has to do […]

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How has your week been?

Despite the busyness of work, I’ve somehow managed to get a lot done in my personal life. How has your week been? I see a full moon coming up. Have you been feeling the energy? In the endless sea of words and posts, I wonder where you are on this day. If you’re ever looking […]

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Today, I will ride my bike

I look forward to riding my bike today. I haven’t had one in a while. Instead I’ve been skinning my knees for years traveling here and there by foot and on board. My knees are tired now. And I look for easier ways to go about my day. Usually, I’d be running right now. Running […]

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Are you still around?

I’m running in darkness calling out your name, listening for a response back. The black space that continues to fill the air fumes of acrylic paint. There, I see myself pouring grease over my own head as my eye lids struggle to open. It is my own doing. And so, I call out your name. […]

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