"Dear Stranger,
Stop. Take a deep breath. Hold it. Hold it until you think your lungs will burst. Let it out. Relax. Breath in again.
Sometimes we forget that. Exactly what breathing feels like. The sensations we experience. Right now, I am laying on my stomach in my bed. I'm in my room with blue walls & black furniture. In my house in a town I call Bumblefuck. I feel the air circulating around me, pushed by a little fan. I feel the freedom of my bare feet dangling over the edge of my bed. I feel the ache in my chest & stomach from the loss of the boy I love. I taste the lingering sweetness of fresh strawberries & vanilla ice cream. I smell the coconut shampoo used to wash my hair. The comforting scent of clean laundry coming from my pillows. I hear my dogs barking & my healthy lungs working. I see my book shelf, covered with thousands of pages with words that tell stories of all kinds. I see my shaking hand slide across the page that you now hold.
Have you let go of that breath yet?
Your life will be difficult. You might get scared & feel like it's impossible. But you have to believe that somehow, someday, everything will be okay. And to get that far, you have to breath.
So get comfortable. I mean really, I-never-want-to-move-from-this-spot comfortable.
Ready? Breath.
What do you feel?
Taste?
Smell?
Hear?
See?
Is it beautiful? I hope it is.
Love always, "
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