Breathe

It was a quiet day at the office today.  I have needed a quiet day for months, it seems, so that I could take some time to catch up on some things and try to get ahead of the tsunami that seems to be my workload for many months.

I found myself breathing deeply, consciously, something that I don't recall doing purposefully at any other time.  It was odd when I realized that I was inhaling deeply, pausing, closing my eyes, and slowly letting go.  Peace fell over me like a blanket.

Perhap it was the serenity of the day, or maybe it's because I occasionally picked up the slip of paper I keep beside my desk with a picture of the land we are thinking of buying and looked at the prairie landscape.  Maybe it's because it is the Friday before a long weekend.  It might be because I've noticed that my crocus' are blooming, or because it is still light when I go home after work.  I"m not sure; I just feel lighter.

On the way home from work I stopped to pick up a few things and found that the seeds are out!  I couldn't help but pick up a few packages; planting them will be symbolic of my resolve to slow down.

The lesson I have learned today is that breathing helps.  Who knew.

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