I hold my breath. Like, all the time. I blame the decade I spent as a competitive swimmer. I just don't really breathe that much or that deeply. When I get a massage they actually have to remind me to breathe...it's that bad.
It's cool though because I rarely get winded when I run...because, you know, I exercised for so long without breathing, that heck, it feels like vacation when I can breathe whenever I want!
The past few weeks I've really been focused on taking a breath. At work when I'm starting to get frazzled...take a breath. When I'm feeling like things aren't going my way or I just have no clue what God's up to...take a breath. It sounds silly, but it really helps. I think I go through my daily life only using the smallest percentage of my lungs and when I stop to actually breathe, just one full breath, my head clears, the pressure in my chest releases and life seems a little more manageable.
I'm super excited to be at the beach today. The salty air, the sound of waves crashing and the calm that surrounds this place...if you can't take a breath at the beach, there's no hope for you!
Many Pearls is going on a break...just for the rest of the week...I'm going to enjoy this time at the beach with full breaths and a clear, unburdened mind. I'll be back next week with all the usual goings-on.
Enjoy the week and weekend...and please, take a breath. You'll thank me.
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