Novelas y relatos de Calming

“And there you are. Feel it and know that you are safe. There is no danger.” The silent snarl on Kalen’s lips disappeared, and he seemed to listen to me. Good. “Breathe, Kalen. Deep breath in,” I said, and waited for him to breathe in. After a few seconds, I said, “Now out.” He did as I told him. “Good. Again. Slowly.” When we repeated this a few times, I said again, “Everything is okay. I am here. You’re here. We’re okay. Everything is okay.”

Azu said. "I'm not that bad. I do know I don't like socializing that well-" "Try at all," Chike cut him off. "You don't like socializing at all." "This is not work where you make your employees panic, eh. Just try and relax. Enjoy the night." Azu patted his shoulder. "Just try smiling a little," Bode advised. "Wow." Kachi shook his head. "you guys are really brutal." The club lights went off as the first alarm started sounding. They heard the MC next as his voice boomed through the mic.

I knew a little something about calming down riotous and out-of-control emotions- I had to do it myself often enough. Hycinth's gaze stayed locked on mine. She inhaled slowly, her chest rising as it filled with air, and released the breath with equal slowness, her chest relaxing back into position. "Just like that," I murmured and affirmed fervently, "They mean nothing...only you."

Watch those endless eyes and take some calm from him. “Take a breath slowly with me … Try to calm down. Breathe with me, bambino.” Jake moves so our noses are touching, and inhales slowly, those wicked fingers stroking my bottom lip tenderly, encouraging me to do it too. I follow his steady breathing in and out as those entrancing green eyes keep me locked in place. Slow, even, steady deep breathing, and exhaling until I feel less psychotic. He’s bringing some sense of control back to my body even if my emotions are still out of whack.

With each cautious step backwards, I carve out the space I desperately need, the distance mirrored in his anxious gaze. "Bambi," he warns softly, a hint of urgency in his voice. "I just need space. I need to breathe," I insist, my words tumbling out like waves crashing against the shore. To calm my racing heart, I lower myself onto the soft, golden grains of sand, sinking my toes into the warmth the sun generously spreads beneath me. The gentle sound of the rolling waves provides a soothing backdrop, momentarily easing my turbulent thoughts.

But it is a silence weighted with joy and relief rather than grief - against all hope, we won the day. I slip away into the night, needing solitude and respite. My body aches with weariness but peace envelops my mind, soothing anxieties and fear into quiet at last. I find my way to a stream and sit on the bank, closing my eyes as I listen to the calming rush of water over stone.

I wipe out the tears, as I stood up and layed on the bed. Clutching the phone tightly as if it will make me feel more close to Aiden, I close my eyes, my mind taking me back to places where I feel most at peace. There are certain mediation techniques, which I read in a book to calm the mind, it says to go back to the places where we feel most at peace whether it is to go back to certain sceneries in the mind like the night at a beach or spendig time in the mountians anywhere, whether it be a place or a person, go back so I do.

The gentle pressure, his skin against mine, offers a sweet sanctuary from the madness. His fingers tenderly caress my palm, their soft motion soothing, drawing me away from the physical and emotional anguish, from the bloodlust that threatens to consume me. His touch, warm and reassuring, becomes the anchor I desperately need. "Take deep breaths," he urges softly. I mirror his breathing, deeply inhaling, then releasing all the pent-up energy in one long exhale. Each breath feels like a step back from the brink, a gradual return to a state of control and calm.

Clinging to it to try and ground my wolf so she doesn't completely destabilize me and destroy my life. I'm tense, I'm so tense. I take a deep breath. Calm down. Calm down. I pinch my sides. One. pinch. Two. pinch. Three. pinch. Just keep it together. One. pinch. Two. pinch. Three. pinch. It's working. One. pinch. Two. pinch. Three. pinch. My muscles are slowly relaxing.

She HAD to remain calm. “Close your eyes,” she silently commanded herself. “Don’t look at the faces! Don’t follow the voices! Don’t Die!… Close your eyes,” she silently repeated. “Don’t look. Don’t follow the voices. Don’t Die! … Close your eyes! Don’t look at the faces! Don’t follow the voices...Don’t Die!” Slowly, she found her rhythm. She could breathe again. She drew in a long deep breath. “Close your eyes,” she allowed her lungs to release. “Don’t look at their faces,” she drew in a deep breath. “Don’t follow the voices” She relaxed her lungs. Focus encouraged calmness. Calmness would allow her to think. “Close your eyes,” she continued.