I was accused of being calm and thoughtful the other day and I had to look around to see who she was talking about.  I don’t see myself as using “calm thoughtful reflection.”  I feel jumpy and scared like a little rabbit one minute, then sour and pouty the next.  I do feel like I’m in a neutral zone between passionate waves.  I guess the last wave lasted a while, but since I am an adrenalin junkie, I have trouble sitting in the trough of the wave.

Sanctifying the space is such a universal spiritual truth.  In fact I heard that nirvana lies between the breaths someplace.  I do know that to slow my breath at every stage is a tool that always works for me.  Why don’t I do it more often?  Only God knows, and She ain’t telling right now.

So maybe just holding that thought today–just enjoy long slow deep easy breathing.  Ok, let’s try that.