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The process of breathing is the most accurate metaphor we have for the way that we personally approach life, how we live our lives, and how we react to the inevitable changes that life brings us.
Enjoy breathing. Feel your breath. Watch your breath. Become your breath.
When the aromatic savour of the pine goes searching into the deepest recesses of my lungs, I know it is life that is entering. I draw life in through the delicate hairs of my nostrils.
Simply bringing awareness to the process of breathing initiates the release of peptide molecules from the hindbrain to regulate breathing while unifying all systems.
Breathing in, I am aware of my heart. Breathing out, I smile to my heart and know that my heart still functions normally. I feel grateful for my heart.
I think of you and forget to breath...
We inhale life and exhale words. that's just what writers' do
Forget the air, I'll breathe you instead.
I breathe in Your love, Lord, and I breathe out all negativity and unbelief.
I slowly breathe in and out,and i find myself relaxing more and more with each breath
breathing then, for
He breathed in. He breathed out.
He forgot how to exhale when he wasn't at home.
Please don't let us lose this. Breathing
Breath is the vehicle of consciousness and so, by its slow measured observation and distribution, we learn to tug our attention away from external desires toward a judicious, intelligent awareness.
So when you inhale and exhale, notice your breath and realize God is dwelling in your chest.
One conscious breathe in and out is a meditation.
Always remember to breathe
In our breath lies the power to change our lives
Each time we exhale, the world ends; when we inhale, there can be, if we allow it, rebirth and spiritual renewal. It all transpires inside of us. In our consciousness, in our hearts. All the time.
Breathe in, breathe out, move on...
Softly, he inhales and exhales as we kiss. He never stops kissing me; he simply continues to steal my breath, returning it to me only when he's infused it with his essence. Pure lust lives inside him. Every breath I take should come from his lungs.
We breathe in as existence, and breathe out as life. It is the heartbeat of the eternal moment.
There is one way of breathing that is shameful and constricted. Then, there's another way: a breath of love that takes you all the way to infinity.
Breath is the power behind all things ... I breathe in and know that good things will happen.
That's what I spend most of my time doing, breathing a lot. I like air.
Breathing is underrated.
You release more toxins from the body through a deep exhale than you do from anything else.
Words to deeds cold breath gives.
Breathe in the small things
During inhalation, the breath should move exactly like the clouds which are spreading in the sky.
Life isn't about the breathes you take, it's the moments that take your breathe away.
With every breath, I'm deeper in you.
Fill your lungs. Beat your heart.
Breathe. Think. Breathe again. Do.
With a single breath you can change your brain and transform your approach to everyday life.
I fill my lungs with the feeling; I step into the slight breeze and clutch a fistful of wind as it weaves its way through my fingers.
I breathed in, he breathed out. We traded actual air.
You breathe nonstop, like a marathon runner, but it doesn't help.
When we exhale, a tree breathes in.
As you breathe, say to yourself: Breathing in, I am aware of breathing in. Breathing out, I am aware of breathing out.
Breathing is a lot like creativity. Like an inhale, you receive an inspiration, you let it run through the unique magnificence of who you are, and then you release it into the world, letting it go, unattached to the way it needs to look.
Being aware of your breath forces you into the present moment - the key to all inner transformation. Whenever you are conscious of the breath, you are absolutely present. You may also notice that you cannot think and be aware of your breathing. Conscious breathing stops your mind.
Breath remains the vehicle to unite body and mind and to open the gate to wisdom.
Breath is breath.
She breathes in as I breathe out and her lungs fill with the air that was inside of me. I love her completely and I love giving her life as she gives me life. I breathe in her quintessence and it's cathartic.
If you have time to breathe you have time to meditate. You breathe when you walk. You breathe when you stand. You breathe when you lie down.
he feels his breath abandon him;
I suck in a breath. This is what it feels like when your life starts happening, I think.
The breath must be enticed or cajoled, like catching a horse in a field, not by chasing after it, but by standing still with an apple in one's hand.
In pranayama you don't worry about taking breaths, you focus on exhalation. If you exhale properly you will inhale. The more deeply you exhale the more deeply you will inhale.
I just want to breathe
Breathe as long as the sky is alive
This time he just inhaled, deep and luxurious. The inhale was to fill up on her scent, she knew. The exhale was her name, just that, warm and moist against her skin.
You make me forget how to breathe.
I inhaled deeply, feeling of two minds about the benefits and detriments of smoking. On one hand, tobacco robbed me of my wind, but on the other, it gave me something to do while the devil was tempting me!
I asked a coughing friend of mine why he doesn't stop smoking. 'In this town it wouldn't do any good,' he explained. 'I happen to be a chain breather.'
Breath and caught the
Air, an undervalued necessity, that earns your gratitude when you inhale it for the last time
Breathing: the miracle cure everyone's been looking for." -Lane-
Life begins with an inhale and ends with an exhale. ln between that inhale and that exhale is our life.
Dauna inhaled a deep drag from her happy cigarette. (Yes, her cig was happy. Fuck'n euphoric.) Smoke swirled over her tongue." - Shark Fin Soup 2015
Breath is life, and the intermingling of breaths is the purpose of good living. This is in essence the great principle on which all productive living must rest, for relationships among all the beings of the universe must be fulfilled; in this way each individual life may also be fulfilled.
You want the air
but not the words that come with it:
breathe at your peril.
Every breath is a sacrament, an affirmation of our connection with all other living things, a renewal of our link with our ancestors and a contribution to generations yet to come. Our breath is a part of life's breath, the ocean of air that envelopes the earth.
The quality of our breath expresses our inner feelings.
Each moment, breath is nourishing millions and millions of cells in our body.Listen to its language, interpret its words and enter into the mystery of life.
Asthmatic spewer of filth gasps, but clean air does not suffice
To fuel fires fueled by thoughts got rotten
Lest we all be forgotten things
That sit like dust upon the mantel of her mind
The breath is the first tool for opening the space between the story you tell yourself about love.
Every moment allows your the opportunity to take a deep breath in and be grateful for the fact that you can take in a breath.
Beat, beat, pause. Contract, expand. Inhale, exhale.
How do Humans breathe again ?
Air you breathe holds the breath of all things.
A breath, to keep one going, must be one's own.
Dennis Lewis has a deep understanding of the central importance of breathing, in both its physical and spiritual dimensions
Paused in the ineluctable presence of the other, and inhaled.
We're not looking for any particular experience, for the breath or the body to be a special way. Rather, we're simply listening to, being aware of, and receiving the contact of whatever presents itself.
We breathe when we're wrong, we breathe when we're right, we breathe even as we slip off the ledge toward an early grave. It cannot be undone. So I breathe.
You know, I learned a long time ago breathing didn't make a person feel alive. But you knock the air right out of my lungs, and it's never felt more real.
I write, because not breathing is not an option.
For once,
engulf,
not air,
but hope.
For once,
breathe on,
a firm belief!
Our breath is connected to the air that every being breathes. By breathing consciously, we acknowledge our communion with all of life.
Breathing is like riding a bicycle.
Air goes in and out
of my nose, throat, lungs, blood, heart
brain - and so I am
Write what will stop your breath if you don't write.
You are that one breath. that puts all the remaining breaths. back into my body.
By repeatedly bringing your attention back to the breath each time it wanders off, concentration builds and deepens, much as muscles develop by repetitively lifting weights.
You are sitting and smoking; you believe that you are sitting in your pipe, and that your pipe is smoking you; you are exhaling yourself in bluish clouds. You feel just fine in this position, and only one thing gives you worry or concern: how will you ever be able to get out of your pipe?
I don't inhale because it gives you cancer, but I look so incredibly handsome with a cigarette that I can't not hold one.
If you're reading this ... you've been given the gift to breathe! Use your gift to focus and better your life!
Breath is aligned with both body and mind and it alone can bring them together.
I want to breathe in the Spiritual.
I breathe just to be near you...
It feels like a door opening, and lungfuls of fresh air rushing in.
There was a cheer, and he took his first deep breath for months. He hadn't been aware of breathing shallowly. It had happened gradually; someone had put a penny on his chest every hour since November, and now the weight of thousands of pennies had lifted at once
Slowly the foreign air enter me. I feel tingles and sensations. My life becomes a fantasy. Cannabis now rules thee.
Breathing is the master key of life.
Sometimes I breathe you in and I know you know.
There are times when I've inhaled my work. There are artworks still inside of me.
It's hard to breathe, and I close my eyes. There's a hard lump of air in my chest, like I've swallowed a raincloud whole.
Unfurl your muscles. Slip off your skin. Drop your guts in a heap on the floor."
I felt my airway constrict. Damn, this was profound. I continued. "Nuzzle inside the hollow of my bones. Let our breaths mingle as one. Turn liquid for me. Only for me. Bury your essence inside of my soul.