Sometimes I think I forget to breathe. I think I tighten my chest and literally hold my breath. In my every day life I think I do this more often than I realize. An acupuncturist once told me I hold the weight of the world in my shoulder and some days I think she is absolutely right.
Today as I was driving to work I turned off the traffic report and turned up the radio. With the volume blasting and the car slightly thumping to the bass I started to sing. If you know me, you know that I cannot sing. It’s a gift I always wanted, but simply wasn’t born with. Nevertheless I not only belted out the words, but also danced, well as much as one can dance while seated in their car.
The weather was absolutely gorgeous this morning, so I drove to work, (later than expected), singing to myself and smiling the entire way. I took time during the whole trip to think about all of the amazing things I’ve experienced this summer and all of the amazing people I’ve experienced them with.
At a stop light I caught another driver looking at me. I’m sure he thought I was a little crazy, but I didn’t care. I turned up the music even louder and thumped the palm of my hand on the steering wheel. When the light turned green I put the windows down and let the breeze roll it’s way across my chest and face.
I took one deep breath and then another and another. I paused to feel the air against my skin, I belted out the words to a song I’ve heard hundreds of times and allowed the best summer moments to flash through my mind.
Sometimes life moves too quickly to take note of the moments. Today I made a concerted effort to pause.