Cooking brings me so much joy. I love everything, down to the execution of the plate to picking out fresh ingredients at the market. It makes me deeply grateful and aware of where our food comes from and how feeding people is another way of saying, "I love you."

I used to be in my 20s, be single, and work way less. This was conducive to way more hours on the mat and a super fit physique. I'm now 31, engaged, and travel every single week, which puts a major damper on any sort of routine.

There is a “yoga body” aesthetic, which is long and sinewy. I am curvy. I get praised on a regular basis, with people telling me, “Wow, you're so brave,” simply for showing my curvy body. Being brave is going to war; being curvy is not brave. We need to be careful with how we use our words.

So much magic lies beyond our fears.

Better to constantly check in than ride proud on your high horse.

So acknowledge here to yourself, ‘I am unique, and while there may be someone who is better than me at this or that, it doesn’t matter because they’re not me. So no matter what, they’ll never do it like me because that’s impossible.’ So embrace the quirks, embrace your individuality, embrace where you are in life. No one else is like you, and that is special, and that is unique.

There is always room for change, but you have to be open to that change.