About two years ago, I dove deep. Literally, I took my fear of deep ocean water, and jumped feet first into stormy waves off the coast of Thailand. I had SCUBA gear on for the second time in my life (the first time was the day before, in a hotel kiddy pool), and had to force myself to take that first deep inhale into the strange, outer-space-like breathing apparatus in my mouth and around my body.
As we dove, I felt waves of amazement, gratitude, and disbelief. To breathe underwater, have faith that this little man-made apparatus would keep me alive, and then GO DEEPER?! I had never appreciated every single breath of oxygen to enter and exit my lungs, so profoundly.
You never know what you may find when you stop to take some slow, rich breaths. Full inhale, full exhale.
You might cry. You might smile and soften. Then again, you might remember one more thing on your to-do list...before returning to your breath. But this is the stuff of being human (i.e. having feelings, and really feeling them) and it's what enables us all to GO DEEP in our movement practice, and everything else we do.
After a few months of blog silence, I hope this one finds you with sweetness in heart and body...and ready to take the plunge into the next phase of life.
Big, full moon hugs, Alissa