The one deep and paired with a stretch that wakes me up in the morning.
The one that psyches me up as I sit in the car before heading someplace intimidating, where my place isn't quite set.
The one that calms me when chaos takes over my classroom.
The one that I pray will bring an enlightening moment with it when I just don't know what to do.
The one that slows me down at the end of the day as I pause to look at the beautiful Nebraskan sunset.
The one that helps me gain the extra ounce of courage to speak my mind.
The one that relaxes me and persuades me to push aside the thoughts of school until the morning.
The one that comes before putting one foot in front of the other as I take this life day by day.
The one that brings learning. And the one after that. And the one after that.
And it all begins with something as small and habitual as a breath.
~"The best things in life are nearest: Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life's plan, common work as it comes, certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things in life." [-Robert Louis Stevenson]~
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