The breathing exercise really does seem to make the garden people feel safe. At the start, the song you hear is Bobbit - I just thought you might have had enough of that in the recent post.
This is funny though as I hadn't filled up my bag of peanuts in shells. Look at when Mrs Squizzel seeks them out, they are always placed at this end. No nuts? She turns and looks at me in absolute shock, before deciding to go for sunflower seeds instead.
I think the second squirrel is a different one. Before all this, two had been chasing each other along the fence, so I think the second was one of those.
Later in the day, I went out twice more and on both occasions, Bobbit was interested. He seemed to be playing dare with himself, about how close he could fly past me, perch next to me or peck around my feet.
In the afternoon, I was out during a very gentle shower and he gave me a subsong from the honeysuckle. The blackbird was in the lilac, singing to himself too. Then Bobbit flew to the top of the lilac to sing. I decided it was chilly and I'd go indoors and when he saw me get up, Bobbit flew down as though reproving me for daring to leave during his song!
Later, a blue tit was preening in the lilac, and the blackbird I am sure was there, as I could hear him. Bobbit flew around, busy and curious. I said to him, "What was that noise you did yesterday, the one that sounded like Mrs Squizz?" He looked at me and I thought, "What an idiot I am." Then he flew into the hedge and did a kind of hybrid alarm call/squirrel imitation and I laughed.
My breathing exercise seems to ease the stiffness in my back and held with the headache. I'm not punctilious about the timing of the breaths, but there are a few things I do:
On the inhale (Mother Earth sustains me), I allow the belly and lower back to fill.
When holding that breath, I look at the world and think "Clarity in unity". This comes from Peter Matthieson's The Snow Leopard, in which there are no snow leopards but a lot of Buddhism. Clarity in unity is actually from B'on, an older religion. It gives me that sense of connectedness and how marvelous it is to be aware of being part of an entity whose essence is inter-dependence.
As I exhale I make sure my heart is open, that I am not curling into a C shape, but as though reaching out with my heart.
The final hold, (Called upwards by Father Sky), I suck in my stomach and grow up up and let my shoulders sink down.
It's like a miniature version of the sun salutation, but I am saluting all beings.
I laughed when Mrs Squizzel looked at you in shock (but she adapted). 😅
It's wonderful to get these on-going garden dramatic episodes with the host of personalities.
I did a couple of breathing exercises today. I'm glad they are helping you. I like your additional notes (your "thoughts" are now shorter, for example - I like that).