People have often said to me “why are you holding your breath Rachel?” My response for as long as I can remember has been “I’m not”, in exasperation.
It wasn’t until not so long ago that I realized I have been holding my breath for many many years. For multiple reasons.
1. I have been the type of person who has consistently waited for the carpet to be pulled out from underneath me.
2. I was always waiting for people to disappoint me.
3. I have struggled with anxiety most of my life.
What I was taught early in my sobriety that was a very valuable lesson was…to breathe. Whether it was an ‘in the moment’ kind of breathing to stop me from saying or doing something I regret or during a meditation where the breath is something to help concentrate and focus the mind.
I will fully admit that I have not done either of those things perfectly over the past 10 years and wholeheartedly turned my back completely to both at one point or another. But over the past year I have slowly found my way back to both of these things. Again not doing so perfectly but really trying to understand my breath. What it can do for and against me.
The past few months I have been delving a bit deeper in trying to even better understand the benefits of certain types of breathing and it is absolutely remarkable. I know that I have only touched on the very surface layers of this and can’t wait to learn more.
If any of you have tips that you can share please leave them in the comments section.
For now I will continue to learn and educate myself.
I look so forward to one day not taking for full granted…breathing (in whatever form it takes)