My perfect New Year’s Eve: it’s raining outside and the windows are open, Mr. Jones is curled up on my lap, Pink Martini is playing and I have my journal. Time to reflect and set my intentions for the coming year. I’ll be asleep before the ball drops and up early for a sunrise meditation followed by a yoga practice that’s inspired by what my body needs. Self love, baby. Treat yourself with love and you become it. #truth Here’s to the new year; may your thoughts be clear and loving, may your words be honest and kind, and may your heart be full of courage and compassion.