How to Raise a Girl.
I’m about to have two little ladies running around my house instead of just one. (I’m expecting a girl.) And raising a girl is nothing short of a blessing. But sugar and spice and...
I’m about to have two little ladies running around my house instead of just one. (I’m expecting a girl.) And raising a girl is nothing short of a blessing. But sugar and spice and...
Chapter 41. She sat at her nicked, antique dining table clickity-clacking on her laptop. The sky wasn’t dark, yet rain fell steadily. Her favorite mug, the pink one with Dorothy’s ruby slippers, sat next...
Chapter 40. The imprints of some experiences stay with us forever. They swim around and around in our subconscious mind like something stuck permanently going down the bathtub drain. One of these such memories...
Saturday rolls around and it’s easy to get caught up in the mental scan of household chores and family needs. But it’s important to consider that weekends are for more than grocery store trips...
I was in yoga class, in downward-facing dog, when I reached my right leg high and long behind me. It felt like my toes touched the studio ceiling. And I know that this was intrinsically...
I’ve broken my nose twice—don’t worry, neither time was yoga related (although I do have a funny story from my honeymoon). I recently told you who I think a yogi is—and a love for...
When I talk about surrender, I’m not necessarily referring to yielding to a higher power. Surrender often has much to do with learning how to balance effort and ease within our lives and relationships with...
I’m outstretched in pigeon pose. My back leg is long as I curl my toes under and wiggle my knee in, more towards the center of my sticky purple yoga mat. My front leg...
In 1993, when Maya Angelou recited her poem “On the Pulse of Morning” at the inauguration of President Bill Clinton, she became the first poet to make an inaugural recitation since Robert Frost at John F. Kennedy’s inauguration in 1961....
This went viral a little bit ago and I think it’s time to re-share it. Because I’m not sure about you, but I’m already tired of hearing about how to get “bikini ready”—and it’s...