Breaking Up With Yoga
Twenty years ago I fell head over heels – literally – in love with yoga. It was a beautiful relationship, until it became abusive.
About Mommy Greenest
Welcome! If you found me by choice, thank you—and if you accidentally stumbled in and are about to click away because you think I’m going to wax philosophical about the joys of dressing your kids in hemp, stick around. I’m not here to preach. I might use biodegradable bathroom cleaner, but I’m not about to deny my three children the occasional hamburger—though I can’t help reminding them what factory farming is doing to the planet. I live by example, but I’m not a sustainabully. (Yes, I made that word up.) Since I began publishing EcoStiletto in 2007 and blogging as Mommy Greenest in 2008 (the two merged under the MG…