Thirty.

Hi thirty, it's very nice to meet ya.

Before I go running into this year with arms wide open, I’d like to take a moment to reflect on my twenties.

Twenties, I truly owe you. We had a few rough and tumbles but lord were they necessary and I’d like to think I’ve escaped mostly unscathed.

You’ve taken me so many places - the canals of Amsterdam, the mountains of Switzerland, the coast of my beloved California, and mostly certainly mining deeply into the depths of my own heart. There’s been heartbreak so terrible it took two Ambien to sleep (I do not condone this) and love so deep that I ended up in a white dress and cowboy boots. I’ve lost loved ones so special that I sometimes feel them years later in the strangest of moments (Martha, you follow me everywhere and remind me to use at least some "discernment" which I’m sure my own mother greatly appreciates.) I now have a tribe of girlfriends so fierce and strong that I have absolutely no doubt nothing could break us. I have a little family with a husband who supports me in all ways and a bulldog daughter that melts my heart.

But I think the most beautiful and what I’m most grateful for is the ability to trust myself and the moment. It sure as hell took a long time to get there.

Thank for you for mine and my family's health. Thank you for allowing me to do what I love as "work." thank you for bringing the most special people into my life. thank for my ever-changing practice of sweat, breath and imperfection. Thank you for teaching me to not always believe what I think. Thank for surprising me. Thank for forgiving me. Thank you for being messy.

(To those I hurt by being "messy" I’ve spent a lot of time being really sorry and feeling ugly. I have to leave that hurt and that sorry here, very much behind me, and hope that we've both grown from it and that we are where we are meant to be. Darkness accompanies the light, and it has taken me quite a long time to get acquainted with it.)

In preparation for this coming decade, I sat down with one of my best friends to look at where I am right now and where I want to go. There were painful parts to move through, places where I am still causing myself pain, and beautiful parts that I’m creating every day.

We decided that the words I wanted to focus on for this decade were REAL and RADIANT. Real as in authentic conversations, authentic relationships, authentic dreams. Real as in not bullshitting anyone about where I am or who I am, in order to be "liked." radiant as in radiant health, radiant energy, radiant daily goals and intentions.

But after pondering these for a while I think another word I’d like to add is GRACE. Thirty is beautiful but definitely a time of change. My body is changing a bit. My mind. My relationships. And are we start a family at some point during this decade, everything will shift. I don't want to fight it. I want to embrace it all gracefully. Pushing and fighting has always looked so damn ugly to me. Just grace.

A few humble requests for this year - inspiring communication with my husband. A three-day weekend somewhere with just my little brother. A strong body and an open heart. Continuing radiant health for my family. An abundant yoga and coaching profession, as well as super fun collaboration. A little less thinking, a bit more breath.

Oh, and hey thirty-year-old me, don't forget: you are beautiful. You are imperfectly perfect. And I really love you. Go take this decade by the balls.

"The place where you are right now god circled on a map for you. Wherever your eyes and arms and heart can move against the earth and sky, the Beloved has bowed there. Our Beloved has bowed knowing you were coming. I could tell you a priceless secret about your real worth dear pilgrim. But any unkindness to yourself, any confusion about others, will keep one from accepting the grace, the love!" - hafiz