I almost believe this, and that’s a huge thing. Despite my years of study, teaching, and immersion in the world of yoga and meditation, I never thought my anxiety would let me sit still long enough to do anything but check meditation off of my daily to-do list.
But recently? Something clicked. Something clicked, and I stumble into moments of stillness, moments of finding the present moment through breath, moments of navigating anxiety-induced insomnia and worst-case-scenario fantasies through–you got it–the breath.
So maybe it is all about where you put your focus. This isn’t groundbreaking information, but it’s one thing to cognitively know a thing, and another to know it body, mind, and spirit.