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| Caspar David Friedrich, Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog (1818) |
Exhaustion comes in a grey fog, cancelling impetus and outlawing momentum. The list of things to do grows longer in my mind, my emotions boil and seethe, and I find myself in tears over random occurences.
What to do?
I am learning to breathe. In, out. In, out. Long, centered breaths bringing life-giving air and calm into myself. What really matters to me?
To love and be loved. All else is nothing to me.
So I consciously lay aside my to-do list, focus on the dancing eyes of my lover, rest instead of filling my mind with the constant chatter of the world, and find a modicum of peace.
I am learning to breathe.
6 comments:
What a gorgeous photo.
I love this post. You have a beautiful, fluid writing style.
Sounds amazing, and something I need to more of.
What a beautiful post. I feel this way all of the time--in a more scattered style of speech :)
I, too, want to focus more on learning to breathe--to rest peacefully in the middle of swirling seas. Thanks for sharing your journey:-)
Emily, I can absolutely relate to feeling incredibly overwhelmed with the day-to-day tasks and forgetting to breathe. Thank you for such a beautifully written and essential reminder!!
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