I’ve had a shaky relationship with yoga, at best. There was a time when we were hot and heavy, seeing each other two to three times a day for over a year. The rest of my life was falling apart, and I thought yoga would save me. It didn’t. So, we broke up and didn’t

I'd like to start my day with a sense of accomplishment, no matter how small it may seem. Today, I'm finding my triumph in the early morning crossword puzzles. It's interesting how these little victories can boost my confidence. One day, a crossword clue reminded me of a famous movie quote: "I’m just a ______, standing

Discovering My Inner Strength I’m currently working my way through The Imposter Syndrome Workbook by Tony Bennis. It's funny how I feel like I've stumbled upon this revelation a tad late. For the longest time, my deepest, darkest secret has been the feeling of being a fraud. The fear that one day, people will see through

Well, it seems like one foot forward and a few feet back. Do you know what I mean? Today is such a win because I woke up with the alarm at 5 am. Today, I was going to start with 7 am yoga. I’m still working out the kinks of a morning routine and doing

This morning's writing prompt

Do I really need to go through this routine every single morning? I’ve been secretly judging Lucy about struggling with her morning routine every… single… morning. Every day it’s the same, and has been for years. The alarm goes off… sit up… take a drink of green juice (this not only wakes her up but makes

Day 2 of the commitment to write every day before our wedding and I am winning. Today, I am doing it. Butt is in the chair and today I am writing. The Beast? Absolutely. This morning the Beast decided it was an emergency to research Polaroid cameras for kids. On the walk this morning, Kelly and