There are moments.

Moments like this – in the midst of the chaos external and internal where there is
Pause.

It catches you off-guard.

You literally stop in your tracks.
Silence.

The moment is so pronounced that you are acutely aware
of
your
Inhale.

Innnnnnnn…..

The lungs expand.
You hold your breath – not wanting to let go of the moment
before
the
exhale.

Senses are heightened.
An epiphany happens.

Was it real?
It certainly was.

And you are left feeling so grateful.
For the gift of revelation.
That moment.
Perspective.

Belovedness.

The
unadulterated

Beauty of the Inhale.

Breath Painting in Blue by Betsy McCall