I always find deep resonance in your reflections, Cecil and this one especially so. Breath has become such an integral part of my own artmaking and creative life. It's not only a grounding force, but a way I return to my center again and again. I so appreciate how you describe breath as a bridge between authenticity and creation - that has certainly been true for me. Thank you for articulating it with such clarity and care. Your words are a gentle reminder to keep aligning with what is true, from the inside out.
When I used to teach singing, I could have taught a whole different course on breathing correctly. There is so much technique involved, especially for controlling panic and anxiety.
I notice my breath when I stop breathing. That is, when I have to do something so intricate that it demands I hold my breath to do it so I don't shake, stir, or use a heavy hand when a light one will only do me right. Then, a big sigh of relief when it all turns out right and I got the result I wanted/needed. I'm used to the various smells of the glues, paint, resin, and any other chemicals that they don't bother me and if I remember....I'll wear a mask as a false sense of security to keep me from deeply breathing in whatever odors the art uses to be made.
I always find deep resonance in your reflections, Cecil and this one especially so. Breath has become such an integral part of my own artmaking and creative life. It's not only a grounding force, but a way I return to my center again and again. I so appreciate how you describe breath as a bridge between authenticity and creation - that has certainly been true for me. Thank you for articulating it with such clarity and care. Your words are a gentle reminder to keep aligning with what is true, from the inside out.
When I used to teach singing, I could have taught a whole different course on breathing correctly. There is so much technique involved, especially for controlling panic and anxiety.
I notice my breath when I stop breathing. That is, when I have to do something so intricate that it demands I hold my breath to do it so I don't shake, stir, or use a heavy hand when a light one will only do me right. Then, a big sigh of relief when it all turns out right and I got the result I wanted/needed. I'm used to the various smells of the glues, paint, resin, and any other chemicals that they don't bother me and if I remember....I'll wear a mask as a false sense of security to keep me from deeply breathing in whatever odors the art uses to be made.