As I write this, I bring attention to my exhales, letting them wash up the emotions of this moment. Those distant and near, calming and upsetting - Mookie's early departure, the ongoing onslaught to the liberation for all, the crunch of snow under my feet and Wabster's paws, the hopelessness at COP28, and the smiles of the kiddoes playing on the sidewalk in the snow. All of it percolates on my mind's beach as my exhales come to an end.
I invite you to think about what washes up at the bottom of your exhale as we inch closer to the Winter Solstice and the season of the hold after the exhale. What emotions, memories, and judgments swirl in your mind?
Try this out: Take four intentional breaths and bring attention to the four exhale endings, right before the holds and beginnings of the inhales. Name out loud a body sensation or emotion that arises in each exhale ending. What do you notice?