Mindfulness is an escape hatch from a spiral of depression. Breath by breath I crawl through the duct work of now – air in my lungs, beauty before my eyes, life in my body – and emerge beside still waters.
I ground myself in the physical experience of being alive. I look with my eyes, not with my feelings, stretching into the freedom: I am here, now, enough.
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Words: Mindi Ferguson
Image: Jim Kast-Keat
Music: Dexter Britain
