In January 2025, while waiting for a yoga class I took regularly, I couldn’t put down Yellowface by R.F. Kuang. I began arriving early just to listen, and only then realized it was the third audiobook I’d finished that month.
By happenstance, because I loved them all, and all three were by authors of color... I intentionally chose to let that become a practice: 3 books each month, for a year, written entirely by BIPOC authors.
What emerged wasn’t a reading goal, but a rhythm: a sadhana. It quietly challenged two deeply held 'truths' I belief that I’d read more racialized authors someday when magically more time appeared, and the second very real 'truth' I held that I wasn’t a voracious reader, though I wished to be.
I intentionally don’t offer full reviews here. Each book is met with a single line. Not critique, but a witness. A trace of what lingered, what stretched me, what asked to be held with care. Together, the list becomes an altar of racialized names and voices I chose to listen to. One that eventually guided me toward the path that gave birth to Kailash Yoga and Ayurveda, rooted in spirit, ancestry, and shared lineage in the Global Majority.

My Take: Unexpected hit straight in the heart. A powerful reflection on immigrant parent–child love, sacrifice, and silence that made me pause deeply as a daughter of immigrants and as a BIPOC mother shaping a gentler future.

My Take: Unsettling in the softest way that is absurd, eerie, and deceptively simple, leaving a quiet sense of dread that sneaks up and unravels you.

My Take: A beautiful social study. Quietly charming gentle, funny, and unexpectedly thoughtful. Perfect when you want a low-effort read that still lingers.

My Take: The Cutest Valentine's week read. Surprisingly so much story depth for a light chic-lit read. Summer beach read for sure.

My Take: Logic loosened its grip and something with deeper wisdom took over. Oddly beautiful. The best kind.

My Take: I read this as remembrance, not consumption. carried the weight of what must not be forgotten.

My Take: Lovely and light, while still being deeply impactful and tackling real barriers of the BIPOC lived experienced.

My Take: Sequel to my favorite read of 2025. Giving my 2026 list a run for it already.

My Take: A gentle reminder of roots and resilience.

My Take: Deeply funny and relatable. A quiet return without nostalgia.

My Take: Reverent. Deeply inspired stories that sit in hard truths and demand to be heard and elevated.

My Take: Asked me to slow my reading pace. And my life.

My Take: A gentle reminder that books have personalities. This one quietly pulls you in, then stays on your mind long after.

My Take: Invited embodiment, not mastery. And I loved that for me.

My Take: Light lovely read, that was deeply impactful. Surprisingly motivating.

My Take: Hands down a required read for parents and care givers of racialized children.

My Take: The cutest. Home, redefined.

My Take: Concrete and tactical with zero fluff. And that is its own form of beauty.

My Take: Charming and insightful. Practical without being absolute.

My Take: Medicine, not gospel.

My Take: Felt like remembering something I was never taught.

My Take: Reminded me that racialized stories are not monolithic. Must read.

My Take: This one side-eyed me first.

My Take: Felt like being trusted with something sacred.

My Take: I respected it more than I enjoyed it.

My Take: Not the book I thought I was picking up, and that was the point. So good.

My Take: Respect does not mean uncritical agreement.

My Take: By lingering in the details of decision-making, it revealed how morality is often negotiated long before consequences are visible.

My Take: As light and fluffy as you can make chic-lit about murder, which it turns out - is a lot.

My Take: Part of the work was noticing my reactions.

My Take: Felt like being trusted with something sacred.

My Take: Some stories ask for silence afterward.

My Take: Favorite read of 2025. I laughed immediately and throughout, and then wanted to cry when it was done.

My Take: So funny. A reminder that humor can carry teeth. 1 of 3 in a trilogy.

My Take: Funny without apologizing for its specificity. Humor as survival, not performance.

My Take: Met it with discernment and moved on. Instructional where I was seeking reflection.

My Take: I learned where my comfort ends.

My Take: Not the book I thought I was picking up. And that was the point.

My Take: Asked better questions than it answered. Complexity held with care.

My Take: A richly textured world I was so happy to spend time in. Delightfully charming and funny.

My Take: Some stories ask for silence afterward. This was one.

My Take: Not for me. Part of the practice was staying with it.

My Take: Sharp, relateable, uncomfortable, and very funny.

My Take: Returned to me in unexpected moments.

My Take: Disrupted some of my own certainties. This read felt more like a long form poem about life.
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