Yesterday was my birthday. I love to spend part of my day alone, doing the things I love. One of those things is yoga. It's particularly special on my birthday because it gives me a special moment in my day to reflect on who I am in that moment on that day.

I have been doing this for the past few birthdays. So it's nice to compare my thoughts to the year prior.

I love my tradition of doing things I love on my own. You carry around this little secret that it's your special day. Without anyone else really knowing or making a big to-do.

As I move through asanas and glance in the mirror as I breathe, I keep my little secret.

With every day I should consider the same self love I carry on my birthday. Perhaps that will be my goal going forward as 28.