We all seek relief of some kind. My moments of self-care in a day get de-prioritized as I am distracted from one thing to another.

I often think about my ability to survive my life. We all have our stories. Using my breath has been a crucial tool in my challenging times.

It’s my job to stay open minded, and believe in the process of releasing. As soon as I start blaming or denying, the process stalls.

Last week was full of doctors’ appointments. I don’t like focusing on my body. I’d rather feel and sense life through my heart’s eyes.

Another evening of terror dreams from the pot I stirred leaving me tired but determined to conquer my fears.

Sunrise is a magical time. The birds know it. They stretch their wings, sing songs, celebrate. The earth says wake up there

Every time I ignore the knock knock, my reservoir empties more. But I found a way to ground by doing forest bathing.

365 days ago, I made a commitment to myself. Every morning, I would sit in silence. I missed community. So began my Zoom meditation journey.

In my Silence, I feel my pain rise, discomfort grow, fear grip me. Sometimes I feel anger bump against my insides. Breath helps it dissipate

During the most traumatic event of my life, I miraculously found stillness in the turbulence of the surrounding violence I was subjected to.

My body speaks to me. Sometimes I don’t understand the messages. Memories hold energy. How can I release the energy and pain?

I’ve been scared away by life again. Two steps forward, one step back. Why does my humanness have to interfere with my happiness?

I know there are things you want. I know you want to be in charge. But integration is called for. It feels like death but it is not.

What does the silence sound like? In our silence we listen and wait to hear truth. I recognize it when I feel goosebumps. Truth has no time.

Understanding my spouse chose an exit point helps me accept the trauma of that day. It helps me understand there is a greater force at work

Allowing myself to feel my deep emotions is a key. It’s up to me to find a safe place with an intention to feel my pain.

It’s easier for me to create my self-abuse than it is to wait for abuse. Today I take a breath and break through the walls of shame.

Expectations take me out of the moment and places me smack dab in the middle of stress. Mindfulness means staying aware. I choose awareness.

As I breathe with an open heart, my ability to stay in this settled presence allows me to listen within and grow roots.

I learned as a child if my clothes catch on fire to stop, drop and roll. Metaphorically, stop, drop and roll is not far off from Covid news.