Exhale Random Play
Exhale as a flower-blooming, opening, releasing.
Writing as an exhale
Balance of in and out
Pause in between
Exhale as a RELEASE
Freedom in the exhale
In our busy lives as doers the exhale almost seems passive. An inhale charges one up. Ready for battle. An exhale can feel like a giving up. A letting go. A puff of air leaving our bodies. Leaving behind a space ready to be filled with the next inhale.
I have been inhaling and holding my breath for a long time. Waiting for something bad to happen. Waiting for something good to happen. Always thinking. Doing. Running. Reaching.
I imagine exhaling as a peace. Rain falling from a cloud after a long collection of water. Drops of hope and stillness. Blowing out candles and making a wish. Shoulders dropping down. Holding that space. Exhale is taking time to listen to my thoughts. Muting the words of others to truly hear my own still small voice. It’s in there. It whispers. Words of my own have power and meaning too.
It’s time to exhale.