A Chance to Breathe

Notre Dame Cathedral

Trying to remind myself on a daily basis to breathe, ground, centre and shield is a challenge.

When remembered,  my day goes by with ease, I'm more present and obstacles don't seem quite such a big deal.

But on the days I forget, it's like breathing itself becomes difficult.  Panic sets in with no warning.  

I had time for a beer in a street side cafe in Paris on Friday in the area that houses the new Conservatoire of music where hubby is away buying a new drum.  I'd been dragging him through back alleys and shops in the very very expensive Le Marais area of the city for hours so a seat for me and a bit of shopping for him was well overdue.  

But I digress.

Even with all the noise of traffic, muzak coming over the tannoi, and men shouting at each other in various languages. It is still the most relaxed I'd felt in ages.  

Breathing is a useful pastime 😀

This post is part of the One Word Blog Linkup hosted by, Janine of Confessions of a Mommyaholic and Lisa at The Golden Spoons  This week, the word prompt choices were Mystery and Breathe.