"Breath is the rhythm of life " Hippocrates
Three Deep Breaths
Something Beautiful
Hibiscus
The orange flower is poised on its stem,
Like a small paper mache bowl
Taking in the soft rain.
Breath Meditation
As I breathe in, my breath is like the soft rain
that nourishes the inner surfaces of my being.
As I breathe out, my breath gently touches
the world around me.
When I am in the brief rest that follows,
I feel the surrender of a child
rolling down a hillside.
Over and over, I am nourished, gently contacting
the world around me, and surrendering.
The worry, the work and the lists, all yield to a true vitality
and relaxed joy.
Monday, December 21, 2009
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