It’s good to talk, isn’t it? Well (mostly), yes. But, sometimes, no. And not always because it’s unwanted, but because no one’s listening – not in a way that’s attentive and mindful anyway. And not in a way that will help to ease worries, solve problems or uncover positive strategies to cope with life’s bolt-out-of-the-blue …
Graceful, enchanting, loyal, wistful, ghostly – how would you describe the Moon? Perhaps dependable should come high in the list of adjectives. Visible or not, the Moon is always there, quietly doing its own thing, whether that’s governing the Earth’s tides or providing a celestial calendar in the night sky. The planet’s earliest human inhabitants …
It’s complicated, autumn. Always colourful, always changing, always caressing. Often challenging. The glorious yellows, reds and purples of the falling leaves that elicit gasps of delight from so many also signpost the shorter days to come. Days that for those living with Seasonal Affective Disorder will be marked by unwelcome mood swings, disrupted eating patterns …
Everything’s aflutter here at Breathe. Deep into summer, the nearby gardens are full of life as friends enjoy lunchtime picnics; workers stretch their legs with a welcome run or walk; and hardworking pollinators busy themselves with the job of keeping the planet’s resources in good shape. Among them are butterflies, the iconic, much-loved creatures of …
Viewed from space, Earth is momentous, glorious, unchanging. The distance offers perspective, an overview of the planet below. On the ground, it is equally as impressive, but its sands, seas and stories are constantly shifting. Such is also the case for its inhabitants. For some, however, time can seem to stand still or move so …
Anger, fear, guilt. Emotions can bubble under for years (or spill over in seconds) with devastating effect. Take our tricky trio here. They are pernicious customers who can limit life choices, inhibit personal enjoyment and stifle relationships. Why is it, for instance, that so many people feel bad when they have no transgressions for which …
We’ve been puzzling the past few weeks here at Breathe. Puzzling as to how to communicate without words; puzzling how not to compromise the self while still helping others; and puzzling, well, about puzzles. We’ve discovered that while solutions to many of life’s big questions are rarely straightforward they always require patience. And this is …
Inspiration. Where does it come from? And why can it sometimes slide out of view in winter? Is it the bare trees, whose leaves have gone south; the darkness that greets the morning and waves goodbye to the evening; or the cold that steals one’s breath upon daring to venture outdoors? It can seem a …
‘Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.’ The Breathe team have been swapping famous first lines as we ponder what many (including us) see as a life goal – writing a novel. But that’s as far as we’ve got. None of us has a manuscript waiting to get the green light from a brave publisher. …
Remember playtime as a kid? Breathe does. The joyous sense of carefree abandonment, the total disregard for time, the lack of self-consciousness. Where does that go? At what point do so many of us lose the inclination to play spontaneously and instead relegate unscripted fun to the sidelines? The answer, of course, lies in the …
