Just this week, my family were reminiscing over breakfast, on how weird I was as a child (I guess not much has changed…). I learnt how, when I was little I would have this moment of total shutdown before I cried. I would fall, or someone would say something I didn’t like, my lip would begin to tremble as if I was about to cry, and then…nothing. My face would eventually go blue; I forgot how to breathe.
For my mum, this moment felt like a lifetime, she would sit pleading with me to: “just breathe.”
I would search desperately for a breath, and as I found it, an explosion of tears would flood my eyes and my cry would suddenly remember to make a noise.
In a strange way, this ‘funny story,’ made a lot of sense to me.
How often do I still forget how to breathe?
How often do we simply keep going? Desperately, holding ourselves together, not giving time to deal with our emotions, holding them in, and convincing ourselves we are okay.
I am continuously being reminded to breathe more regularly. This looks different for everyone. For me, I am learning that breathing looks like sitting in cosy coffee shops, reading, writing, praying(this is for sure the biggest one for me - sharing my burdens with the one who created me, knows me fully and loves me eternally..), Adventuring in nature, catching sunrises, or sunsets, or both…
Taking time to breathe is a good thing. It stops us from, carrying more than we should and exploding all at once… or perhaps, an explosion is exactly what you need, to let it all out? To begin to process how you are really doing, away from social media and the constant noise going on around us?
If like me you are prone to forgetting how to breathe… Find someone who is good at it and ask them to help you.
Ask people to remind you to breathe, friends who will look out for when you are turning blue, when you are going into shutdown, when your cry is silent and hasn’t found it’s voice yet.
Basically, all of this is to say… “Breathe,” start with a moment if you can’t take a day…
Please don’t do what I do (or used to do, I hope…) Don’t let it all build up inside of you, take time to let it out, don’t be silent, find a place of rest and,
Matthew 11: 28-30 “come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”