In the midst of a respiratory virus floating around - I have started to breathe.
Obviously, I'm alive, so in truth I have been breathing for some time now... but in the past 60 days of quarantine, I have learned to really, deeply, fully BREATHE.
I breathe through daily meditations, an intense workout routine, weekly breath-work meditations and the constant need to sigh every time I watch the gut wrenching, aggravating, tragic news or briefings from the U.S. government. If it doesn't get me to shout at the TV (I actually shout at my laptop or phone, but hey - screens are screens) then it gets me to heavily sigh in despair.
I sigh, I breathe, I hum, I sing, I open and expand...inhale for four...hold for four...exhale for four...hold for four... like an accordion, or a heart beat - breathing is opening and closing. and then opening and closing again. And again. And again. The ebb and flow of life is a lot like a heart beat. We expand and grow, and then clutch to ourselves again in tension, until something comes in and stretches us wide open again, and then the weight of that openness gets us exhausted and we close up again, only to be bored and let go again, we loosen, shake it all up.... You get the point - it's a cycle;
to build and to destroy, to open and close, to inhale and to exhale.
Give yourself the gift of breathing.
Because it feels good.
And at times like this - feeling good is important.
*Photo taken by Bianca Poletti
In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
Header Art: Daniel Landerman