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In the bottom region of America, Korin sat outside on a yoga mat with closed eyes and an empty mind. It'd been nearly three months since Safe Haven Wellness Center had been scheduled to become her temporary home. However, It didn't work out that way. A week into the facility they were attempting to medicate her when that wasn't the route she wanted to take. It was the reason she decided to spend heavy money on a specific facility yet it was just like the rest of the facilities or clinics that tried to "treat" everyday people. The staff even had the audacity to have nasty attitudes. She didn't waste any time signing herself out and catching the first ride to the nearest airport. But instead of going home, she used the money that was intended for her stay at Safe Haven to book a two month trip to Tulum, Mexico.
She wasn't impulsive enough to take the trip alone; she invited Khloe and Daniel for company and comfort. The two were on summer vacation and needed a trip out of the country to breathe and not worry themselves with scholastic obligations. She was grateful that she had because the two had been nothing short of amazing. They gave her space when she needed it and laughter when her journey began to overwhelm her. She even noticed that the trip was working its magic on the two as a couple as well. The connection they were building was hard to miss because they wore it like a brand new layer of skin.
"Breathe." Korin's instructor Naveen whispered.
Though the facility had been everything she didn't want for herself, she came to Mexico and seeked out everything that she did want. A yoga and meditation instructor to help her find ways of deal with the unraveling of trauma that came with counseling. The counselor she'd been recommended by an industry friend was one to snatch everything from the vault like spring cleaning. Each zoom meeting ended with her bawling like a baby and having to nap to keep herself from hyperventilating. There were times where she found herself catching attitudes and being snappy with her counselor but after sitting in her newfound emotions and perspective she could feel chips falling from her shoulder. Chips she didn't know she had.
Yoga and the art of meditating were blessings she was happy to have asked for. While yoga was the act of stretching the body, it was similar to meditation because she was forced to be still, focus and breathe. The only difference was the exercise aspect that left her feeling productive and light on her feet -- once the soreness wore off, of course. Meditation allowed her to ground herself when anxiety decided to sneak up like a bandit in the night, receive energy when she lacked it, align with her intuition and heighten her self awareness.
So far, both gave her a sense of self-control and she was surprised at how much the two molded her into this refined woman. She still had a long way to go but she was more than happy with what was happening before her eyes.
"Beautiful." Naveen watched her slowly breathe in then out. The thirty minute timer went off and she fluttered her eyes open, "You're getting better and better, my love."
"Staying in that space of quiet is still a little difficult."
"It's a constant battle but the more you practice the easier it'll be to slip right back in that peace. You got this." he held his hands up for high-fives. She smacked his hands.
