Before the pandemic I did not practice every day and when I did, it was in most cases for physical reasons. When the confinement began I felt fear, anguish and anxiety, I do not know in what order. I felt as if I had a fist inside that imprisoned the viscera and did not leave any gap, suffocating and not letting air in completely. My mind could not think clearly, as if foggy.
I started to practice every day, in the morning and in the afternoon. As I did, the need to continue practicing was increasing. My physical sensation was, not only that there was more space for air to enter and being able to circulate inside, but that the viscera had been separated from each other and detached from the internal cavity. At the same time (or I believe that due to this), anxiety, fear and anguish dissipated.
Now my spirit feels calm, and my body relaxed, although my mind (not my spirit) has the uncertainty of the future. But it is a quiet uncertainty.