As a certified yoga instructor it is my duty to teach people of all shapes, sizes and sorts to open their minds to a new type of exercise.

My three children and I were listening to Christmas carols this December while practicing yoga next to our lit Christmas tree before bedtime, and the Beach Boys began singing “Little Saint Nick.”

Two years ago we were on Nantucket visiting my husband's parents who live there during the summer-time. I was swimming in the baby pool with our daughter Sagey, who was two-years-old at the time.

A dear friend of mine from Brown sent me this story,
and I think it’s got a nice message:

Yoga is a practice of overcoming resistance. The great irony is that people can actually be quite resistant to trying it out for the first time.

We have forever been evolving as an active species designed for dynamic movement.