
I hope there is a time this weekend when you sit somewhere outside.
Listen for 3 distinct sounds.
Follow 3 birds in their flight across your sky.
Feel 3 breaths from complete bottom to the tippy top- through your lungs, muscles and skin.
Speak 3 gratitudes about your life in that moment.
Sit. Breathe. Be. Just for 3.
Love this! Thank you.
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The sound of water over rocks in a slow and steady movement , birdsong, and Ollie’s tags lightly clinking together as he chews at the grass next to the fallen log supporting my crossed leg recline.
I haven’t spotted a bird in flight but saw a few hopping branches, an ant along the bark of this log, and the flitting zigzag of yellow swallowtail .
Inhale the sound of the woodpecker, exhale with the bee at my ear.
Inhale possibility, exhale worry.
Inhale freshness, exhale stagnant energy.
I am thankful for my healthy children. I am thankful for my home. I am thankful for this trail. There are so many blessings here!
Thank you for this exercise, Jess!! 🙏🏼✨💕
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