I was in therapy the other day, and I guess I was going fast. Very fast. Way faster than normal, even for me. I could feel myself speeding – in my mind, in my body, and in my heart. And I just kept going.

“How about you pause and take a breath?” my therapist asked me.

I looked at her.

“Just pause,” she said.

I stopped. I paused. I took a breath.

Wow. I had forgotten how powerful taking a pause can be. I felt myself calm. I felt myself ground back into my body. I felt myself relax. Whatever had been bothering me so intensely just stopped being as intense. Wow.

I remembered to pause much of the rest of the week. Damn but does it make a difference. In fact, hang on, I’ll be right back.


Wow. It is so powerful.

When I pause and breathe, I feel my being filled with love. I feel connected to the universe and to the people who matter to me. I feel connected to myself. My truest, most powerful, most magnificent (and spectacular) self. I remember what I know. I remember that I’m whole (and wholed). All feels right again. I feel right again.

Damn. It only takes a pause. And a breath.

I’m going to pause more. How about you?

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