I’ve spent the better part of the last 3 years carefully crafting a well-rounded, gratifying life.
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
Taking five deep breaths is the easiest way to change your mood.
While breathing is a necessary function and an instinctive action, I constantly find myself holding my breath. I literally have moments when I have to remind myself to breathe because I am so caught up in my thoughts. I get lost in the rabbit hole of one thing to the next, and so on and so forth.
My normal breathing tends to be shallow and half-full. I would wager that my breathing technique is the result of three broken noses, thus a deviated septum, and years of swimming, which required holding one’s breath. I know that my breathing is something I have to work on, as it conditions the rest of my body for a specific state.
There is a reason why all exercises put such emphasis on breathing. Why activities like yoga require you to find your breath, and why smokers calm down with every exhale they acquire.
Breathing feels good.
By full engaging your inhales and exhales, you allow yourself to feel a wave of calm, a better understanding of the world around you, and a unique peace. It is the easiest way to truly feel, be present, have a moment of gratitude.
Big belly, full chest and light as a feather.
During my years in acting class, my teachers would constantly say breathe into the moment, and at the time I do not think I fully understood what they meant, but as I have moved into different chapters of my life, focused breathing has become an important element of my being.
I have had many moments when I have understood the power of breathing, but I was reminded of its grandeur walking home on a beautiful Labor Day evening. Feeling entirely present and gliding home on the streets of New York City with a glorious summer breeze blowing and a night glow surrounding myself, I allowed the universe to have its way with me. I gave in. I breathed in all my blessings.
I breathed in the good, I exhaled the bad. I breathed in the beauty, exhaled the ugly. I breathed in my wants, desires and dreams, I exhaled my doubts, fears and objections. I looked up, saw the sky and smiled.
I gifted myself with a moment of 100 percent presence. I drank in the blessed euphoric feeling I was presented with. I lived my dreams. I was completely heart happy.
Remembering that your life is just as magical is what will take you to whatever next step you are trying to get to. Breathe in the life you want, breathe in the love you have, breathe it all in.
You will see that as you breathe, all your troubles tend to melt away and solutions present themselves.
Inhale through your nose. Exhale through your mouth. And let the white light that makes you uniquely you glow for all to see.
To follow more from Barrett check out:
When you care for someone deeply things change.
You change. They change. You change together.
As two mature individuals, in a relationship, you understand that there has to be a give and a take. You learn this in all relationships: lovers, friends, family, coworkers, teammates, truly the list is endless.
We must understand that in order to make things work; we cannot expect everything we do to be right, correct, the best.
As an individual, you are able to do everything your way, but when you consciously decide to include someone else in your world, you must learn to soften, understand, be open. You cannot be closed off, guarded, unwilling to look at life events from different perspectives. Snap judgments hinder your ultimate understanding. It is imperative to take a step back, breathe and let things marinate in order to be perfectly communicated.
Growth, development, evolution are how we have survived all these years as a human race. We did not just stick to what we knew, what we saw, what we believed. We admittedly looked for new ways to go about things, and this is exactly how we must behave when faced with other people.
The way you function, may not be the way someone you love functions. The way you go about your day, may be different than the way your closest friends go about their day. The way you love may be different than they way the person you love loves. This does not mean that one of you is more correct; it just means you are different. You must understand the meaning of specific actions based off of people’s personalities, and an open medium of communication.
However, this does not excuse bad behavior. Rather, it should be the beginning place of where you build your foundation, so that years down the road, you are able to simply look at the person and know what they are thinking.
As we mature, search for our partner, and evolve in general it is important to remember that we will not be the same person we were a day ago, a year ago, two years ago, or 10 years ago. Frustrations, arguments and disagreements are usually caused through misunderstandings and poor communication. If we can effectively, truly say what we mean in a clear and articulate way, we will not only save our relationships, but ourselves in return.
We live. We experience. We learn. We build relationships. We loose some. We keep others for a lifetime. We change
To follow more from Barrett check out:
The late twenties.
It happened so quickly. Just a few days in and I am already having a hard time remembering it happened. I turned another year older. I moved up the number ladder. I matured technically, physically and literally.
Getting older doesn’t scare me. It doesn’t freak me out. It doesn’t do much of anything to me. Rather, it reminds me time is passing, goals are evolving, life is happening.
I know twenty-six is barely a scratch in the totem pole of life, but I recognize that as I am getting older life is only getting better, more enjoyable, more under my control. I don’t feel as helpless as I did when I was fourteen, eighteen, or even twenty-five.
Twenty-five was a hard year for me. A big year. A year of unknowing change. I lived what many friends and I have coined the “quarter-life-crisis,” which may sound funny, but is a very real thing. I broke up with my first love, switched career paths and moved cross-country yet again. Shaving my head was the icing on the cake. Everything I imagined was no more.
I went back to New York City. Lost myself, my essence, my core. Winter wore on me. The snow punished me. I longed for a place I truly didn’t love. Hell, I longed for everything and anything because nothing felt right, settled, joyful. I was in an abyss of limbotic thoughts and circular motions. A Barrett Bermuda Triangle.
Time passed. Fall turned into the harshest winter ever. Winter has begun to turn into the most welcomed spring. A rejuvenation, a birth, a proliferation of happiness and excitement has sprouted from the ground inside me. My personal new year has begun and I don’t feel like my old self again, but rather a new, more empowered, evolved self.
The sun has returned and with it comes a new course, a new plan, a new action. I see farther than I ever did in my own future. I see things I never imagined. I know now that all is not even close to lost.
I recognize that moving back for the hardest winter I have ever dealt with was to break me down, so I could build back up into a greater being. Find my new self. Be more than I thought I could be. My positivity simply hibernating, growing stronger for a new commencement.
For the first time in my life I have a better idea of what I want, where I want to go, and what I want to do. Sure, it still isn’t clear as glass, I’m still playing with ideas and I am beyond open to opportunities, but life seems more doable now. Optimism reigns supreme. Positivity flows. Excitement radiates.
I am ending a huge chapter. Putting the final punctuation on the first twenty-five years. Saying goodbye to an old friend. I look back with no regrets, fond memoires, and remembrance. I am holding on to my life-experiences, buckling up for epically amazing new ones and opening my heart even more for what is yet to come.
One quarter life down, who knows how many more to go.
Here’s to the first 25, the next 25 and then the 25 after and so on and so forth.