Without effort, we breathe. Our breath expands and contracts, comes and goes, fills our lungs and releases from our body. Our breath cycles with a rhythm, no two inhales or exhales the same. We move unconsciously with its ins and outs. Invited to notice the power of it, to pay attention to the miracle of it. We gently allow it to carry us into and through each moment in this precious space we call life.
I find something very powerful in sitting with my body breathing. I can’t seem to capture it in words, though I keep trying. ;]
by Vicki L. Flaherty
my turbulent mind is tiresome.
my thoughts tedious,
tempting like a train
moving out of the station
into the countryside
and cities and towns of every size.
then, I remember to breathe.
I bring myself home to the present.
without effort the train disappears
and the luring journey ceases.
my suffering gently, rhythmically
comes to an end.
This was my experience mid-way through a meditation program – noticing my mind carrying me to all sorts of places I had no intention of going, and then finding my way to calm spaciousness by bringing myself back into the ground of my body and the movement of my breath.
This poem came to me as I read Mark Nepo’s inspirational reading, the Ocean of Spirit, with this inspiring quote:
“Everywhere we are given examples of how the life giving elements move through us and bring us to life…Consider how the tree has no control over the movement of the wind…like the tree, we as human beings have no control over the movement of grace.” ~Mark Nepo
This lovely meditation by Mark Nepo accompanies the reading:
Watch the wind move through a familiar tree.
Watch until the wind has left, and notice how even when still the branches sway slightly.
Notice how even what seems like a still air is just a subtle wind.
Meditate on how similar the life of spirit is as it moves through us.
Feel the force of life like a subtle wind move through you as you breathe.