And into your heart. No mud, no lotus. Simplicity. I've been stacking up stressors and anxieties in my head. But i was listening to a guided meditation and the guide said the most simple of things - you don't have to remember to breathe. You do it automatically. In my effort to relax, I control and stretch out my breathing. Breathing, rather than soothing, has become another facet of control. It's odd the things that sneak up on you, not the busy thoughts but the breathing. The need to control, to dial in plans and replay scenarios. I've been feeling a tightness in the front of my body, I hold my exhales a little too forcefully. So this week, it's getting out of the head. It's allowing breathing to just be natural. It's to loosen the grip on summer, and surrender into the death of fall, of winter. Samhain, summer's end. It's time to dance with my ghouls. Inhale. Was it ever about me anyway? Exhale. Smile. It's okay to muck it all up, we all do, sometimes. Humble yourself, get out of your head and into your heart.
sara and Kyle