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?