I just got up from a nap and augh sweet repose. I have this strange condition, though, that if I sleep sitting up I forget to breathe and wake up by myself because of tingling in my fingers and a weird dizziness. Apparently it's related to my TMJ. But let's not get into complicated medical terms and just let you know that I have to practice breathing before I sleep every night to make sure I get it right. I breathe only from my diaphragm--meaning letting my stomach rise and fall without moving my rib cage--for a couple minutes, counting a breath in for three seconds, letting it out for five. I assume yoga breathing and meditation breathing follow the same principles.
Breathing is such a normalcy that nobody pays much attention to it, yet statistics say that a third of people don't do it right. How strange is it, to be told one day by a doctor that you've been living all wrong for so many years? The condition is apparently becoming more common because of modern stress factors skyrocketing. Things happen so fast that people don't have time to pause in the middle and catch their breath.
But people shouldn't forget to breathe. Just take a moment to lie quietly, people--close your eyes and listen to your lungs and your heartbeat. These are the sounds of your life.
I wonder, when was the last time you truly heard them?
Words written yesterday: 758. Total words: 8,635. Words left: 41,365. Days left: 38.
Words per day to finish on time: 1,089.
Progress clip: "I’ve seen soldiers before. I know what you are.
You hunt in packs."
((read Sun Road here))
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