In yoga practice, over time you use fewer muscles more efficiently. Expansion does require energy, but it should not require a great deal of effort.

Until my Yoga practice became the great facilitator of all things in my life, the integration of career, purpose and motherhood felt like an unattainable dream.

"Balance" as a verb doesn't mean "stillness," but the constant act of making minor corrections from one side to another to bring one towards a center of stability.

It feels good to rail against what is wrong in the world, to fight the good fight, to beat the drum of making a difference. I am right there with you.

Balance for me now means seeing myself as a tree, being strong enough in my roots and trunk to not be a pushover, but being flexible enough in every circumstance not to break. I am continuing to expand, but not any faster than my roots can support me.

Nine times out of ten it's a minor shift in your focus and your attitude that makes the difference.

I truly have come to believe that there are only two states of being that generate our thoughts: LOVE or FEAR.