The Eye of the Storm

There is a division of Feng-Shui which addresses the breath of nature. Nature is looked upon as a living breathing organism. Breath enters into every stem and fiber.


Three Deep Breaths

Something Beautiful
The eye of the storm
An interlude of 
Stillness
Before the torrents 
Of rain and wind
Return.
Pools of water
Gather and reflect
An open sky.
And then,
A single drop of water
From the heavens
Gently begins a
New rain.

Breath Meditation
My breath is a river 
That collects impressions
Momentary memory
I am the trees
The sky
The water.

A Dance of Circles in the Rain

Scientists in the UK can watch mother nature breathing.  Earth observation scientists at the University of Leicester have been able to measure from space for the first time, signals showing the amount of carbon dioxide taken up by plants.

Three Deep Breaths

Something Beautiful
Raindrops
Waves in the water
A dance of circles 
Expanding outward,
And then
Disappearing.
A symphony of
Delicate percussion
Creating a resevior 
Of reflection

Breath Meditation
It is hard to breathe indoors.
There is a longing
To be outside.
Now, every cell can
Breathe. 
Fresh and vibrant
Amist the roar of
Downpouring rain,
There is a celebration 
Of grass and trees
Of skin and body
Of being alive.

Yellow flowers in the rain

'Just as a thread links the kite-flier to his kite, breath is said to link the mind with the universal life force.'
Shameem Akthar

Three Deep Breaths

Something Beautiful
Yellow flowers in the rain
The mustard flower
Radiates the color of
The sun
Showing me that
If I look far enough
There is always
A bright spot.
Filling a field
Many flowers bloom
Like it is Spring
In Janaury.

Breath Meditation
My breath soothes
A quiet inner landscape. 
There are no fires
To put out
My breath
Flows like a stream

Moving inside and
All around 
caressing
bones, cells, soul. 
Enjoying peace.

Tulip Beginnings

When the rhythm of the breath is in balance, there is trust in the present moment.


Three Deep Breaths

Something Beautiful
Tulip beginnings
Hints of Spring
Small and tiny
On a gray and cold morning

It's leaves make a pathwayFor a flower 
Who will declare Springtime.

Breath Meditation
My breath
Alone 
Is tired.
My breath, opening my mind
And body

To a greater universe
A hard working will
Idles
My breath
Softens
Letting go
Being held.

There are 600 million alveoli in our lungs. The alveoli are the tiny air sacs where the blood can pick up oxygen and distribute it throughout the body.


Three Deep Breaths

Something Beautiful
Water Glistening on Wood
The sun needs water
To shine and glisten.
The water needs wood
To be a surface 
On which to rest.
A front porch
Can hold within it
Experiences of lifetime.
Pathways of life
Are preserved in the wood,
Water holds the universe,
And the sun has traveled 
Light years to be here

In this moment.

Breath Meditation
The sun touches my face and eyelids.
There is an empty sadness inside
Dark and alone.
In the pause between breaths
A small inner light
Reveals itself
And knows no shame.
Radiant, breathing in and out
Inner and outer
Become one.

A Silhouette

While sitting, one must always keep the emotions calm and the energy concentrated. How can the emotions remain calm and balanced ?  By the breath.  Secret of the Golden Flower


Three Deep Breaths

Something Beautiful 
A Silhouette of leaves

The morning sun
Illuminates
Green shinny surfaces

Contours in light and dark

A silhouette of leaves
Dancing together
Shadow and light
Subtle and bold
In perfect 
Relationship.

Breath Meditation
My inhale is bold 
Like the sun
My exhale trails 
Into the delicate rest
Each rest

Is like a momentary 
Reflection
Of what has been
And what is becoming.

Patch of Blue

Since the heart and breath are mutually dependent, the circulation of light must be united with the rhythm of breathing.  The Secret of the Golden Flower


Three Deep Breaths

Something Beautiful
A patch of blue sky
After days of gray.

For a moment
The heavens open
And shed new light.

Breath Meditation
The muscles in my chest
Soften
I surrender in the pause
Letting the wave caress 
The shore of my being
Now my breath
Can really be 
Full, without effort,
Enjoyable.