But I would assert that despite the wide variety of yoga options and individual preferences, there is one universal element: the union of consciousness and movement, breath and awareness.

Being born and raised as a Californian, I somewhat ignorantly had taken for granted the diversity and liberal mindset that shaped my childhood and adult life.

I believe that as women, we must commit ourselves to sustaining the progress made by our foremothers who fought so hard for women's equality and liberation.

I've found that balance is key. I'm no longer an extremist in any one direction.

There comes a moment as a parent when you realize you will no longer be the center of your child's universe.

Though my parents assured me over and over again that I wasn't stupid or slow, I sensed that my dyslexia was now a stigma on all of us.

I was born in 1968, just eighteen months after my sister Chrisse and just one year after Dad passed the bar exam.