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I’m grateful, grateful, grateful for deep breathing:  When I was young and frightened of the dark, my mom taught me to place my hand on my heart (or where I imagined it to be), and breathe deeply to be centered.  When I was a teen, my maternal grandfather taught me to breathe long and deep when outdoors, so that I could fully appreciate nature.  I could hold nature in my lungs, and feel my chest expand with its beauty.

Now, I breathe deeply to alleviate pain, to edge anxiety aside, to stay grounded.  I’m grateful for the opportunity to breathe deeply and pain-free.  And I’m thankful for everyone who has taught me to truly breathe — it takes a lifetime of practice!