I feel a bit of God in a good healthy sigh.
Could be, that all animals do, and it helps us relax for a millisecond before exhaling. The longer I exhale, the longer I feel the Presence.
Maybe it’s not God, the Almighty. He’s probably busy elsewhere designing new galaxies or prodding the dreams of great thinkers to come up with ideas to cure diseases or invent a new hula hoop toy, or whatever most people believe the Great and Wonderful Oz-like Creator usually works at fulltime. I know, I know . . . He still keeps His eye on the sparrow and all that stuff, but I’d hate to see Him tied up with something so . . . small . . . as the trillion of sighs us sentient beings with built-in sighing mechanisms enjoy. Often involuntarily, almost by reflex.
Perhaps its the “Holy Spirit” that sneaks into our system just at a moment in life when we need a little break, need to sigh to simply realize we actually have it good. I mean really good. Have you ever seen someone sigh and not accept life just as it is in that moment? Think about it.
Better yet, look at a dog or a cat. Yes, Virginia there really is a “sighing claws” ritual that animals engage in, particularly, cats. Take a look at your average, overworked feline the next time he or she settles into place for well-deserved nap.
Their whole body gets into the sigh. Chest expands, tiny shoulders droop (well, the area between the upper leg and neck relaxes. They love you scratching that spot, the ring-around-the-collar area, where you force cats to purr and dogs to close their eyes and salivate. Well, some dogs.)
My dog “Willie” would make an audible sound when sighing. Kinda like a a gentle snort and his whole body would “ease” in appreciation of life. At least life in that moment immediately after the sigh.
Ever see a cat stretch after a sigh? It’s a sight to behold. Like watching poetry in motion or seeing the world’s greatest choreographer perform a dance symbolizing a universal “letting go” movement.
That’s what a stretch is, “letting go.” You let go of stiffness in hopes your body can shake off the lethargy that keeps it asleep and unaware of the “present” moment. For a cat, a sigh really does represent a “sighing claws” approach to life. Sighing to let nothing but Love occupy the moment. Stretch those claws, flex the back, and see ’em settle down with all that’s right in the world.
There’s time enough later to worry about the next meal, an old predator or the meaning of existence. A sigh is the Spirit’s way of telling me to slow down, enjoy the “now” and focus on nothing.
Try it. Beginning with your next sigh. Pay it forward. Or simply enjoy “being.” Both can lead to happiness.