This week is turning into mini awards season around me. On Sunday I found out a friend won a Pulitzer for her amazing reporting at the New York Times. (Bob Dylan also scooped up a Pulitzer--how cool is that?) And then Tuesday I learned that both sites I'm involved with were nominated for Webby Awards. Very different things, but all exciting nonetheless!

The place I do my day job--Beliefnet.com--was nominated in the Webby Religion and Spirituality category. And YogaJournal.com was nominated in the Magazine category--along with other fantastic sites: New York magazine, National Geographic, Make, and Dwell. Big stuff! Yay, congrats YJ.

I grew up in Quaker schools where competition was not encouraged, in the name of equality, two central Quaker tenets. So I've never really allowed myself to express my competitiveness (ok, unless you've played a boardgame with me, in which case--is that a vowel lodged in your ear? Sorry!).

But as we all know, recognition is nice. When it involves me, even tangentally, I've found it's especially lovely if I can circumvent my ego and recycle that joy by plunking it into my self-love piggy bank. Clink!

If you'd like to help turn the YJ "bank" into an actual win by voting for us between now and May 1st, that would be extra-clinky.

I also just finished reading the Madonna profile in Vanity Fair's Green Issue tonight (oh lordess, that shiny woman does some sort of magic yoga). And it closes with two clichéd, but moment-appropriate quotes from her Madgeness: "If your joy is derived from what society thinks of you, you're always going to be disappointed." The cure? "You just have to keep doing your work and hope and pray someone's dialing into your frequency."

Amen sistah. And thanks, dear readers, for dialing into the YJ frequency.