This website is dedicated to creating inspiration and life balance in the everyday aspects of our lives. My name is Christina Adler. I am a published author, life coach, yoga teacher, and meditation instructor. In the first week of each month, I offer two new pieces of writing, a poem and a life balance piece both in the written form and as podcasts. Previously published pieces are available in the sidebar. The monthly life balance pieces are written as a collection of stories and insights on life that may allow you a new perspective. I hope to inspire you to create a balance in your life that supports your own unique path and goals. Each month, I outline a set of tasks that, when practiced, may lend insight into the subject I am discussing.

I welcome emails regarding your experiences with these tools for life balance. Send such responses to chrisadler@everydaybalance.net. By sharing in this way, I hope to create a sense of interconnectedness for those in any part of the world reading this website. Our struggles and celebrations are so often more similar than they are different. Whether it is for a spoonful of connection while reading a poem, a moment of motivation in your journey towards life balance, or simply a place to learn how to create a regular yoga, meditation, or writing practice, I hope that you enjoy this site.

Read this month’s poem “Pipe Smoke”

finding everyday balance in may 2011

“Right now the sun is broken along the wooden floorboards. The light reaches in long cold arches and Ruby plays sitting up on her own with soft blocks and wooden toys and board books. Her blond hair is now curly and thick and her eye lashes are as delicate and precious as thin crescent moons hanging precariously in an early morning sky. There is a tall cup of Chai tea in a red mug and the steam moves up through the air as if it were a potion in a Harry Potter novel. We’ve been up early this week, really early. I’m not naturally an early bird, more a night owl. These early mornings which we are woken into with the cries from the pain of teething, break open new parts of myself that I didn’t know before Ruby was born. Deep pockets of compassion and love and stillness open up out of nowhere. The feelings come in sudden waves of emotion when I notice that the tiny wrinkled hands of my newborn have grown into the chubby wrists of a toddler.”
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