My life and my view of the world changed when I started to connect with my breathing. That may sound funny but I never thought about how much I held my breath or if it was deep in my diaphragm or way up in my chest. In fact, the only reference I ever had to breathing was what my mom taught me when we would go through the Harbor Tunnel in Baltimore; “ Hold your breath, close your eyes and your wishes will come true? Hmmmm? Hold my breath and my wishes will come true?