Just Let It Breathe

30 seconds into my breathwork class this evening, I was in tears.

Tears of joy.
Relief.
Gratitude.

That I had actually allowed myself to take an hour…
to give myself what I so obviously needed.

One hour where I wasn’t thinking.
Trying to work everything out.

One hour where I wasn’t checking my phone.
Or the time.

Or thinking about the next thing I should be doing.

One hour where I wasn’t gripping.
Holding on.
Holding my breath without even knowing it.

One hour of being fully present with myself.

The real me.

It will never cease to amaze me how the key to everything is coming back to your own breath.

It’s not in a pill.
It’s not in a bottle.
It can’t be bought.
And it’s not online.

If we just allow ourselves to stop… and breathe.

In and out.

Finding your own rhythm and pace—
not the one the outside world forces upon you.

Breathing in new life force energy.
Recalibrating.
A genuine sense of peace.

Breathing out the stuck.
The stale.
The distortions that were never really yours.

And in that one hour class, I found my way back to everything.

The four pillars that I teach and live by:

Stillness — a moment to stop and sit in silence
Connection — with myself, my breath, and other beautiful humans
Joy — heart bursting at returning to something I love so much
Devotion — to myself, my practice, and what I know lights me up

I still may not have solved all the problems of the universe…

But I’m much more at peace with the unknown.

Oh, the things that can shift
when we simply allow ourselves to breathe.