I don’t know which came first: did I stop breathing fully when the pain came or did the pain keep me from breathing?
I do remember in a yoga class taking the first full breath I am aware of. The peace brought to my body and emotions from that first complete breath was astonishing. It revealed evenness and quietude. I experienced an intense freedom.
My entire practice during waking hours since has been to free myself with breath, and it is a practice. I don’t know how many of 40 plus years had been holding my breath. Still, I will never lose the freedom brought forth by the power of breath.
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