It started on a Saturday afternoon when I was trying to find space under my bathroom counter for a new hairdryer. As I pushed and shoved things around causing various bottles and jars to tumble out onto the floor, I asked myself in frustration: Do I really need all this stuff??

When I first started practicing face yoga, I expected (ok, well, I was hoping for) physical results—more toned muscles, a lifted look, a brighter, smoother complexion. What I didn't expect was that face yoga turned out to be as much an inner journey as an outer one.