Happy Birthday to Me
Cheers to 33! Sometimes I forget how old I am because age is just a number and 30-something birthdays aren't very monumental. Birthdays also become less meaningful when life revolves around a toddler, but I was still determined to spend my birthday weekend doing all of my favorite things. I took Ady to gymnastics class, went out for wine with friends, had coffee and my favorite donut at the Farmer's Market, started a new book, went to a heated Vinyasa class, FaceTimed with family, opened a fancy bottle of champagne, and enjoyed family time at home. I love the tradition of birthday yoga. It's a time for setting intentions, for connecting my mind and body, and getting in tune with things that are affecting me. My birthday Vinyasa class this year reminded me to do everything with purpose and intention, to not go through the motions or become habitual, to accept that where I am right now is where I'm supposed to be, to practice forgiveness for my own mist...