Meditation has become vital for me.
Recently, I was traveling for work. It was a quick, one day turn around trip. It included two flights on one of those little regional airplanes. I do not like little regional airplanes. There never seems like there is enough room on them and the air seems get sucked out immediately after landing. This feeling is 100% anxiety inducing for me and on this particular trip, it hit.
Stop. Drop. Meditate.
Once our plane landed, immediately I started to feel as though I was not getting enough air. The guy next to me was for sure hogging all of it, I knew it. My anxiety started to talk to me, telling me I had to get off that plane. It started trying to get me to do crazy things, like screaming and running. The kinds of things that will get you thrown in airport jail. I am jail adverse so I stopped and thought, okay Megan, you’re feeling anxious what helps when you feel this way?
I closed by eyes, began my conscious breathing, in through my nose slowly and out through my mouth. I began to visualize that there was plenty of cold air on the plane, plenty of space. Feeling my lungs fill with air reminded me that I was, in fact getting enough air. Before I knew it my boots no longer felt like they were suffocating me and I was getting off of that damn plane.