What the Breath did for me

Here at the end of my journey I stand,

Notebook in front of me

Pen in my hand

Here to record so the world can see

What the breath has done for me

When I started this road

I was all in my head

Now don't get me wrong

I'm still very well read!

But what has become clear

As I've gone along

Is all in my head

Can make me all wrong

I'm here, can't you feel

My stomach used to shout

If you don't listen to me

I'll give you no reason to doubt

That I can guide you

And help you to decide what to do

Listen to me, listen to me

You're not listening.......

Spend the day in the loo!

Now I listen to my tum

And breathe into my gut feel

It helps me to decide

What is truly real

And by connecting this way

I know when I should stop

When it's ok to push myself

And when really it's not

Hurrah, hurrah said my head

Now tum is helping her to see

I don't need to send her to bed

Before she over worked me

She expected me to do it all

I'd tell her I'd had enough

But still on me she'd call

And I'd have to get tough

So I'd send her to bed

With the migraine from hell

I thought that would teach her

To use me, tum and heart as well

But it turns out what she needed

Was something called the breath

Once she had that

She wasn't so deaf

So now when something is wrong

I barely need to murmur

And when the heart joined

She became a really quick learner

When she consults heart, gut & mind

It means she'll make decisions

Like she's on Mastermind!