A simple moment convinced me that yoga retreats are good for my soul: walking barefoot on a path through the woods back to my humble cabin. I walked at a slower pace, with greater intention; my breath was long and slow; my inner voice was so clear.

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 was reading an article the other day about returning to your self - finding your voice amid the varying energies in your world. It was particularly resonant for me because my connection to self has faded of late. I haven't been practicing yoga regularly. Nor have I been meditating or praying.

I know that all three of these things help me know myself better. And in turn, makes me a better person for my loved ones to indeed love.