Because we could all stand to take ourselves less seriously. Try a shake break: It’s ridiculous, it’s fun, and it’s my way of loosening up. Stand up and give it a go!

In all seriousness, binge drinking taught me that joy was a thing. Even so, today marks 7 years since I stopped drinking. Thanks booze. I appreciate the lessons but I'm happier without you. Like many of my peers, I lived a double life in early adulthood. Maever the binge-drinker was a total blast: free, fun, and the life and soul of the party. Daytime Maeve was uptight, anxious, and outwardly successful. Joy, to me, was the exclusive realm of a party. Drunk. Sober Maeve was

I used to think my life would be easier – better – if I could touch my toes. “When I can touch my toes, man, things are going to be different.” I’d get starry-eyed just thinking about it. Unconsciously, lots of us think like this: Life will be better when I can do "x." (Have you?) But this belief is straight delusion. Totally insane. It suggests that flexible humans contain more worth than inflexible ones. It suggests that people with tight hamstrings are bad. That is plain c

Two years ago I set a goal to pay my rent from income made teaching yoga. It seemed outrageous at the time (to date I’d only earned silver coins and fruit smoothies for my work teaching) so I gave myself 8 months. But like magic, it happened right away. Erin Anderson asked me to lead a kid’s yoga program at White Gold Yoga, then to sub a Power Yoga class, and soon enough to take over regular scheduled classes. Within 8 weeks I had paid my rent from yoga. I set a new goal. I q