Mastering the Art of Balancing Flying with Personal Wellness

I once found myself wedged between a snoring businessman and a crying toddler on a red-eye flight, attempting to meditate amidst the chaos. Spoiler alert: it didn’t work. My noise-canceling headphones could only do so much against the symphony of despair that is economy class. This scene—my own personal purgatory—was the moment I realized that …