Finding my Feet

Gratitude is something that I have been practising as part of my mindfulness practice for many years now, and I have become aware of my deepening relationship with it. I write about it often as I am aware it is what helps me come back to the present moment and as a consequence, it has a depth of meaning that is important and relevant to my ability to live my life to the fullest. I have noticed that over the last few days, I have been internally challenged and my practice of gratitude has been overshadowed by thoughts which I have allowed to imprison me in my mind and separate me from my body and breath.

“'Let me catch my breath' is a phrase that comes to mind and also helps me find my feet; they are connected”

Rachel Podger

Today, I noticed a shift. I noticed that when I softened into my breath and allowed myself to connect with a feeling of spaciousness, I was aware that all I was grateful for flooded back to me. The sense that arose within me was one of relief that I had once more found my breath, and with that, a sense of relief awoke within me. All that I am grateful for is once again present and alive within me and as a consequence that which is outside of me is more vibrant, and full of meaning. As I write, I am following my breath and connecting to my body, a smile comes across my face, and I feel happy and relieved to have found my breath once more. 'Let me catch my breath' is a phrase that comes to mind and also helps me find my feet; they are connected. Without awareness of my feet, I know that my breath is shallow, which means I am drained of inner resources.  This brings me back to self-care and nourishment, loving-kindness and finding spaciousness in my heart.