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“I have loved and never told him. I have loved and told him and got hurt. I have been loved and I haven’t loved back. I have loved and he has loved and then I have changed my mind. I have been single and wanted to love. I have been fearful and fearless. Doubtful and trusting. Ecstatic and devastated. I have been an eat-macaroni-and-cheese-from-a-box kind of eater. I have been vegetarian. Vegan. Gluten-free. Not gluten-free. Raw foodist. Vegan, but not raw. I have been a vegan who eats eggs. And then doesn’t eat eggs. I have been a juice faster. And a rejector of juice fasts. I have said I eat healthy. And then I have said I eat whatever the f*ck I want and it’s none of your business. (That last one’s been the best.) I have been a gymnast. A runner. A dancer. I have been injured and forgot what I was anymore. I have been a walker. A yogi. A Pilates aficionado. A trampoline jumper. A push-up-doer. I have rested. I have said I am one thing and, it turns out, I am not. Or that I was that thing, but that thing isn’t true for me any longer. This is okay. It’s all okay.”

“I think one of the things I’ve learned as a writer...is that speech is a form of power in this world. As a writer, being able to articulate what other people may be feeling but perhaps struggle to put into words themselves, it is valued. But I also believe we—all of us—communicate in silence, in energy, in a love that extends from our hearts. And, to me, this is another form of inner power.”

“Because we are co-creators, because we feel each other’s energy, because we are linked—what matters most when you teach is not the flawlessness of your delivery. Not your poise or whether you remembered every line you planned to say or every pose in your yoga sequence. No, it’s not your perfection, it’s your kindness.”

“When I would later ask her, What makes someone beautiful?, she would tell me: 'I think it’s what’s inside someone. I think it’s kindness in someone’s heart that makes them beautiful.' And she would add, 'And it’s how they treat others.' Compassion is beauty, too.”

“I had tried to stop my ambition, to hide it from myself because I was too afraid I would not get to satisfy it, that I’d be devastated, again. That I was too different to ever succeed. That I would never get to move what’s within me out into the world, a fate of perpetual frustration. I told myself this so much that I forgot to see: I am hungry. Maybe hunger is not pretty in a woman. Maybe a ferocious appetite is unbecoming. But, no, those are only lies we’ve been told. Let it out. There is a fire in the pit of me and I don’t care who sees it.”

“My mother is soil and rain, clay, ash, sand, sun and moonlight. My mother is a weeping willow— strong, daring, dripping. My mother is oceans so salty and wild she can consume whole cities— but, mostly, she chooses to be calm turquoise, washing softly over toes in sand. She is vast— some places un-navigated. She is offering, felt without words, sacred, and restful. She grows life. —mother/Mother Earth”

“Your existence is defiance: as those around you perish, you gather those passed souls and rise with them, as if your voice and leadership is made stronger by a long line of ancestors who stand tall, in spirit, with you. And I think that's what I loved most about your description of your physical self: 'I would not change anything about me. I represent my ancestors.”

“The way I touch earth and heaven at once, stretching from soil to sky. The way the mat holds my feet and my feet hold me. The way it seems so simple, something to be brushed off as ‘too easy,’ and the way it is actually foundational. The way I know that when I am in it, I am it— unshakeable no matter what winds blow or rains pour down. It is as if I remain, eternal, undaunted, majestic. —mountain pose”

“We are nature. Our bodies carry its swimming waters. We are made of the soil and eat the plants that grow from it. From dust to dust we come and go. Each time I bring my hands to my heart in prayer, flowing my body with my breath, it is devotional, a dance with the earth and of the earth. I dance with every tree, sway with the wind, bloom with every flower in my being. My breath, Mother Earth, is yours. —the whole planet is in me”

“If you're a yoga teacher, I'm certain that your students will show up not for what your poses, your body, your practice looks like, not because you are the most innovative or brilliant or beautiful (though, I assure you, you are innovative, brilliant, and beautiful), but because you’re the only one who can teach like you, whose journey has led you exactly to this moment. And, I assure you, whatever you’ve got and whatever got you here— embrace it. We need your message.”

“I definitely think mothers of children with disabilities have to have extraordinary courage every day...Because we all know our children have value and worth and potential, but the everyday world sometimes doesn’t.' —Linda Strobel in Up: A Love Letter to the Down Syndrome Community”

“I began yoga to move my body but I didn’t know that was only the hook. On the mat, I have used my body not only to discover new shapes and poses, but I have found that in the poses I have discovered me. It is my eyes that now see new shapes— perspective clear and shifted. And my soul that has risen up and called to me. The truth of who I am is unfolding. I have stepped through the back door of my heart, to the place that meets my soul. I rest in my true nature. —yoga changes everything”

“This may sound naive, but I didn't fully imagine that little girls grow up in this country with stories like yours. And that, I am sure, you are not the only one. That little girls grow up in tents and start smoking cigarettes by age eight. So seamlessly have we (those in power) written over stories and lives like yours that, to someone like me, it is very easy not to hear about lives like yours. Not to know or imagine they exist. Not to know that public policy is failing you. Not to know that the prison system is an impoverished and wholly inadequate response to your experience and that it, too, is failing you. Which means it's failing all of us.”