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Breathwork and The Tarot
As Halloween approaches, the air begins to buzz with a sense of mystery and transformation. It’s a time when the veil between the seen and unseen feels thinner, inviting us to explore the depths of our inner world. Halloween is traditionally associated with themes of reflection, change, and the mystical—a perfect backdrop for practices that encourage self-discovery and spiritual growth.

Breathwork and Menopause
Menopause is no longer a taboo subject. Women are done suffering in silence and are taking charge of their well-being during this transformative phase of life. From herbal remedies to hormone replacement therapy, we're embracing a whole range of options to navigate the challenges and celebrate the opportunities that menopause brings.

ADHD and Breathwork
In the realm of mental health, a journey of self-discovery often involves unraveling layers of misunderstood experiences and hidden truths. For many women, particularly those diagnosed with ADHD later in life, this journey can be a complex and emotional one. The late diagnosis often sheds light on years of feeling "different" and struggling to fit into societal norms. In this blog post, we'll look into the nuanced relationship between ADHD and breathwork, sharing personal insights and practical tips for harnessing the power of breath to find calm and clarity amidst the chaos.
This is my story of late diagnosis, lifelong struggle, and learning to love breathwork as a person with ADHD.

Breathwork for Emotional Regulation
Up until recently, if you'd asked me, I would have smugly said, "I'm not an angry person, it’s just not something I experience." But life, as it often does, had a few lessons in store for me when I became a parent. As I've gone on my own journey of self-discovery, I've come to realise that anger has been lurking beneath the surface all along.
Growing up in a household where anger was seen as a "bad" emotion, I learned to suppress it, to bury it deep within so I could still be a “good girl”. Over time, I developed a clever disguise for my anger: sadness. In my family sadness is more acceptable, more palatable, and somehow less threatening. Sadness got hugs. Anger got silent treatment.