The feel of baby’s breath is on your skin.
A gossamer touch over the downy surface of your limbs
Feel it, sense it, allow it
Your own breath slows to match its gentle rhythm.
External sounds and senses fade away
All unique, new experiences.
Each one subtly different.
In for energy and renewal
Out to release any tension.
Just soften, relinquish and allow whatever occurs.
All thoughts are part of your experience, good and less good, pleasant and more challenging.
None is more or less deserving.
Embrace whatever passes by, each cloud observed, celebrated and released.
All is welcome and valued.
Just breath, soften and allow it all to pass.
The baby’s breath still felt.
By Sally Child