I had several moments tonight to stop, take a breath, breath into it.  

I used to be scared of breathing into it when it was something I perceived as “bad” or harmful to me.  I would hold my breath driving by cemeteries and I still find myself holding when I am around someone talking about cancer or someone being ill.

I am learning though to stop.

Stop the habit.

Notice what I am doing and begin to breath again.

Consciously breath into it.  Through it.  Yes, it is more like breathing through it than breathing into it really.  Breath through it.  I am learning to breath through it.

How does the breath support your daily life?  Ease your pains?  Soften your sorrows?