Breath of Fresh Air

A post it notes with the words, "Take a deep breath"

Written By, Jules M.

While meditating one day, I had a realization… I wasn’t craving cannabis, I was really craving a deep breath and the relief that accompanies it. In active using, I was constantly doing breathing practices. I would take the biggest inhale I could, hold in my breath, take a couple more sips of air, retain the breath as long as I could, and all the worries would slip away on the exhale.
I understand the value of intentional breathing practices as a yoga teacher and student of yoga therapy. As a person in recovery, I deeply honor our 11th Step practices of conscious contact with powers greater than ourselves along with prayer and meditation. I made a recording of the sound bath with meditation that I offer. Please feel free to bookmark and use it any time! The link is: https://drive.google.com/file/d/19ksEKEQNLwoGx5nErO1Zfi0pVp9Ih2kF/view?usp=sharing

Published By A New Leaf – January 2026

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