#breath

Colder by the hour, more dead with every breath. ↗

— John Green

#cold #death #death

Divide the constant tide and random noisiness of energetic flow, with conscious recurring moments of empty mind, solitude, gratitude and deep...slow...breathing. Of this, the natural law of self-preservation demands. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#breathing #conscious #deep #divide #division

We sleep, allowing gravity to hold us, allowing Earth- our larger body- to recalibrate our neurons, composting the keen encounters of our waking hours (the tensions and terrors of our individual days), stirring them back, as dreams, into the sleeping substance of our muscles. We give ourselves over to the influence of the breathing earth. Sleep is the shadow of the earth as it seeps into our skin and spreads throughout our limbs, dissolving our individual will into the thousand and one selves that compose it- cells, tissues, and organs taking their prime directives now from gravity and the wind- as residual bits of sunlight, caught in the long tangle of nerves, wander the drifting landscape of our earth-borne bodies like deer moving across the forested valleys. ↗

— David Abram

#nature #sleep #dreams

I want to give you a simple tool to help. Whenever you want to take a minute to experience the immense power of being present in the moment, do the simple exercise of breathing, and concentrate just for one minute, only one minute, on your breath. This breath is what connects you life, to the world via air, fills you with inhalation, but really gives you the door to inspiration, the door to the quiet mind, the door to the hidden path, the door to the answers you seek." - Inshan Meahjohn, from the Hidden Path.

— Inshan Meahjohn

#breathing #inspirational #love #meditation #mindfulness

When you're and only child in a family with an only parent, you look at other, bigger families with envy. Mary Alice had a family with a station wagon, a split-level house, and a pool. But then I looked up and saw Mary Alice's toes, as she stood at the edged of the diving board. Her second toe lay on top of her big toe on each foot. I had never seen such a thing. I wondered if Mary Alice's toes would ever prevent her from doing the things she wanted to do in life. "Look, y'all!" she said, forming her perfect body into a perfect swan's dive. I decided then that any time I got frustrated with my overall situation in life, mad or jealous of knee socks or a pink canopy bed in a pink room, I'd take a deep breath and think about Mary Alice's toes. At least I didn't have Mary Alice's toes. ↗

— Margaret McMullan

#envy #jealous #life #mad #family

The more we talk about our troubles and our fears, the more life we breathe into them". HS/el ↗

— Evinda Lepins

#fear #freedom #talk #troubles #freedom

With my last breath, I’ll exhale my love for you. I hope it’s a cold day, so you can see what you meant to me.
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— Jarod Kintz

#cold #commitment #devotion #dying #exhale

Do You think it matters if they're tiny or deep? he asked. Well, if they're not tiny breaths and they're not deep breaths, then they're just ... breaths. Then you're just breathing for the sake of ... breathing. ... Seize them. Feel them. Love them ... ↗

— K.A. Tucker

#k-a-tucker #living #love

The Roses of Saadi I wanted you to have roses this morn, And stuffed a lot of them in my snug dress, In my tight belt I could not all shoehorn. The knots gave way, and threw them all around, To wind and sea they were all gone forlorn To flow with water, never will come round. The waves were crimson red as if on fire. This eve my dress is drenched in their fragrance, Breathe it and keep it to your heart's desire. ↗

— Marceline Desbordes-Valmore

#love #rose #love

We humans can never claim to do nothing, we breath, we pulse, we regenerate. ↗

— Suzanne Weyn

#pulse #regenerate #movies