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The Space Between Thoughts
Maria lived in a constant storm of thoughts—work deadlines, mental to-do lists, imagined arguments. She was always ahead of herself, yet never truly here.
Then came the migraines. Followed by restless nights. Her doctor didn’t reach for a pill—he offered something simpler: mindfulness.
“I don’t have time to sit and breathe,” she snapped.
“Then maybe that’s exactly what you need,” he said.
She gave it a try. One Thursday evening, she sat in a circle of strangers, told to focus on her breath. Five minutes in, she had mentally rewritten her weekend. Then came a simple instruction: “When the mind wanders, just notice— and return.” That moment of noticing is mindfulness.
Three weeks in, something shifted. In the middle of a grocery aisle, holding an apple, she truly felt it—cool, smooth, real. Her mind paused. Just breath, just now.
That moment became a turning point. With practice came clarity: first knowledge, then understanding, and slowly, wisdom. Her migraines eased. But more importantly, she learned to see thoughts as passing clouds, not reality.
In the stillness between them, Maria met herself—present, grounded, alive.
