Breathwork på Norrmälarstrand Blommor

BREATHWORK with Linda �
I arrive at the most beautiful little flower shop right in the heart of the city.
Outside life is happening.
The sun is shining. Families have spent the day in the park. Some are on their way home with Sunday dinner in their grocery bags. Someone is learning how to ride a bike.
Inside the ceilings are high. The light is soft and dim and the air carries the scent of something warm and spicy and peaceful.

Beautiful plants are everywhere.

Linda has lit candles and made tea and right there in the middle of all the greenery she has created a little space with four mats where she will soon guide us through a breathwork session.

I feel so calm.
So present.

A little while into the breathing the tears begin to rise.

They come from somewhere deep within me. From the very foundation of who I am. From a place I have never truly felt or perhaps never been able to reach before.

I can feel so clearly that it is old grief coming through.

Grief that has been waiting to be felt. Waiting to come out. Waiting to finally be set free.It feels powerful and almost overwhelming and at the same time deeply releasing.

And I let it come.
Because I am in the safest place.
After a while everything shifts.
It feels as though a pressure inside me suddenly releases.
I can feel the tension leaving my body and a deep sense of rest settles over me.
And then I feel it so clearly.
My energy suddenly begins to flow freely.
From the top of my head through my entire body and all the way down to my toes.

As if that huge stone that has always been lying there in the way has suddenly turned to dust.

There is nothing blocking the way anymore.

There is only freedom.