Lately, I’ve been listening for my breath.
Not to change it.
Not to fix it.
Just to notice when it’s here.
Some days it’s shallow and quick, as if it’s already bracing. Other times the exhale lengthens on its own, and something inside softens without effort. I know how calming breath can be and I also know how easily we forget it when we need it most.
So this week, I’m not practicing “better breathing.” I’m just returning to the sound of it.
If you feel like it, here’s a gentle ritual you can try in your journal:
A Breath Map:
Let your pen move outward with the inhale.
Let it drift back inward with the exhale.
No plan, no beauty required, just a trace of what’s felt.
You can give it a simple name when you’re done: “The breath that stayed.” Or simply the time.
And if you’d like to create together, I’m hosting a Dream Board session here in the Tea House on Wednesday at 11:00 AM—slow, intuitive, and no goals. You’re welcome to join live or watch the replay later.
I’m glad you’re here.
Take a breath that feels kind.