Going back to your breath is one way out, but my dear sister C taught me another very efficient one: go back to the feeling of your Dream Scene. I have several favorite dream scenes, the latest one when C and I shared a wonderful dinner on the terrace of a lovely Italian restaurant on a mild summer evening in Santiago - and the warmth, closeness and love of that moment.
So after a long and tiresome flight back home, during which a hyper active child prevented me from sleeping, I just dropped that irritation and went back to the sweet feeling at that wooden dinner table...
Little sister's fragrant giant pizza |
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