Dog breath -
no, not the smelly, drooling type!
Perhaps I should say 'dog breathing'; a sleeping dog at your feet can really focus your mind on your own breathing . And they always know the best way to face.
To sit and watch the rhythmic sway of the branches of the flourishing evergreen at the bottom of the garden has such a settling effect.
I welcome the rain ( from behind a glass fronted, warm room) as have been watching long enough to see the cycle, to know the rain clouds will pass over and so to welcome the drops, seeing them as a cleanser, a freshening agent.
I have learned how much I love and appreciate space, how necessary it is to have the space outside of/around me as a reflection of the space within.
I know why I am living here, where I now find myself: and that am indeed in the right place at the right time. I can look back now and see how all roads I have previously chosen have led me here, and I think the way forwards now has become somewhat clearer.
I like time out!
I highly recommend it - rehabilitation for the soul
