As part of my 43 Before 43 I’m reading 43 Books.
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After a lifetime of panic attacks, author Pris Warner decided she would like the brain of a monk and all that comes along with it – peace, tranquility, compassion, loving kindness, wisdom and patience.
In Learning To Breathe, she takes a year to discover the path to peace.
Friends, I loved almost everything about this book.
I immersed myself in the author’s story and admired the author for facing her fears. I found her immediately likable and I really cared whether she would be relieved from her panic attacks in the end. Reading quickly over three days I was reminded of my own lifelong desire for inner peace.
Hmmm, maybe I need to get myself back on the cushion.
My only issue is I found it to be a bit tidy. What do I mean by tidy? The author decided she wanted the brain of a monk and next thing you know she’s on the path to a daily 20 minute meditation practice.
I have been struggling with adding meditation to my life for years, so I wonder how this happened so effortlessly. She didn’t feel any resistance or forget just plain forget? I need some of that!
That was my only beef with the book.
I sped through each chapter which covers a month and a spiritual practice aimed at resolving her panic attacks.
While I don’t suffer specifically from panic attacks, I do suffer from complex PTSD and as a result have also used many of the therapies the author experiences in my quest to find a more peaceful existence.
The one hold out for me has been EMDR. As a result of reading about the author’s success, I decided to give it a try.
I may or may not be writing about that experience later, but I am hopeful that I will be able to move forward because if this treatment.
Do I recommend this book? Without a doubt.
Would I want to be friends with author? Yes, if for nothing else, to get some meditation tips.
Have you read Learning to Breathe? What did you think?