Often, I catch myself having been holding my breath for how long I don’t know- I guess I breathe in just enough air to get through the next moment. So then I release it carefully and take a deep breath in and then I have to consciously let it out again…all of it!
Yes, I literally push it out and then, if I am not carried away by a passing thought or feeling, I inhale again, very deeply and as slowly as I can.
My father has always encouraged me to practice deep breathing. Needless to say, I never paid it much attention- i.e. until now.
These days, it’s as though I am learning to breathe all over again, except I don’t remember when I first learned.
- Of course I was too young, what were you thinking?
– You don’t remember learning to take your first breath do you?
On a more serious note, it seems, this dilemma “all boils down to” anxiety.
Gosh, it’s heavy.
I mean, I love knowing that anxiety pills are available for the taking but who wants to take another pill? I know…not you!
– Not me either.
So, what’s the long term solution? Or, to speak in a more eco-friendly manner:
– What is the sustainable solution?
Regular exercise, dietary change, a whole lot of prayer and, well, moments of deep breathing.