Today my therapist told me she wants me to remember to breathe. As in, swear to beans, take a danged breath every now and then and be aware of it.
I’ve been remiss in the breathing department. I breathe. We all breathe. But I’ve not been giving myself permission to set aside 2 little minutes, dedicated to nothing but consciously breathing.
I like my therapist, respect her. She’s never steered me wrong before. I’m thinking she may be right about this breathing thing. I guess I’m gonna find out.
I think the breathing is indeed so important. Deep breathe in deep breath out – ever mindful. Saw you at gray’s wedding. We live in Denver. I enjoy your blog. Patty turned me on to it. Our son Andy and Shelley dated in high school and into college. Hope you find the right spot to settle well. diane