Living hard
pushes us to measure our steps . . .
we never know how many we have left.
Through chaos and upheaval
I have learned to live with intention,
sometimes at the sacrifice of spontaneity.
For me
it has been a vital skill to cultivate,
and it has made me aware of my speech and actions,
and they can be seen by those I’ve directed myself to.
I’d love to pick up one of the cats
and nuzzle her to my face,
but she is sleeping
and would be openly annoyed.
I want to hug my husband
and take off his hat
when he returns from work,
but he needs to get those work boots off
and have a little space.
I have learned to read the room
and not infringe on what other people are experiencing,
so I wait,
breathe with intention
before I act . . .
it’s all a part of compromising
and letting the other person be,
as well as giving myself space to move forward wholeheartedly.
I breathe with intention
before making decisions,
before starting a new action . . .
before taking my first real steps into the day.
It centers me,
reminds me where I am,
who I am,
and what I want to put out into the world.
Breathing intention
prepares me
for whatever surprises might lie in store for me
in any given moment,
and then I breathe again
when called upon
to take action.
When I breathe with intention
I act with intention . . .
It is part of the Practice. ♥
When I breathe with intention I experience a settling into my body, a sense of solidity and calming. As I follow my breath it fills and empties me. Thoughts and sensations may arise for me to observe and set aside. And then I inhale again.
When I can breathe with intention, I can feel a calmness, and I come back to my body and my senses. I also come back to the present moment.
I think it’s because the breath, is the one automatic bodily function that we have some control over.
And when things feel out of my control, it gives me a sense of control. It may be a false sense, but what else do we have? It’s a contradiction of sorts. To get a feeling of control, so that I can surrender to what is. To sit right in that sweet spot, is my goal.
My Ngoc, I’ve noticed that in you over the years. You’re red. I’m green. It’s why my umpire title is “BosLoc Garden” derived by me being a Boston Celtics fan and their arena being called “The Boston Garden.” For simplicity, we’ll stick with “BosLoc” umpire.
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Robin, clarrity is a beautiful feeling. It carries a peaceful vibe.
Living hard
pushes us to measure our steps . . .
we never know how many we have left.
Through chaos and upheaval
I have learned to live with intention,
sometimes at the sacrifice of spontaneity.
For me
it has been a vital skill to cultivate,
and it has made me aware of my speech and actions,
and they can be seen by those I’ve directed myself to.
I’d love to pick up one of the cats
and nuzzle her to my face,
but she is sleeping
and would be openly annoyed.
I want to hug my husband
and take off his hat
when he returns from work,
but he needs to get those work boots off
and have a little space.
I have learned to read the room
and not infringe on what other people are experiencing,
so I wait,
breathe with intention
before I act . . .
it’s all a part of compromising
and letting the other person be,
as well as giving myself space to move forward wholeheartedly.
I breathe with intention
before making decisions,
before starting a new action . . .
before taking my first real steps into the day.
It centers me,
reminds me where I am,
who I am,
and what I want to put out into the world.
Breathing intention
prepares me
for whatever surprises might lie in store for me
in any given moment,
and then I breathe again
when called upon
to take action.
When I breathe with intention
I act with intention . . .
It is part of the Practice. ♥
Right now it’s sleepiness. I think I need to rest .
Presence, gratefulness and still awareness.
“Still awareness” . . .
yes,
dear Emilia.
Well said. ♥
Gratefulness, a sense of peaceful pressence, release of tension
I feel peaceful.
🕊️♥️
Presence and Peace.
When I breathe with intention I experience a settling into my body, a sense of solidity and calming. As I follow my breath it fills and empties me. Thoughts and sensations may arise for me to observe and set aside. And then I inhale again.
When I can breathe with intention, I can feel a calmness, and I come back to my body and my senses. I also come back to the present moment.
I think it’s because the breath, is the one automatic bodily function that we have some control over.
And when things feel out of my control, it gives me a sense of control. It may be a false sense, but what else do we have? It’s a contradiction of sorts. To get a feeling of control, so that I can surrender to what is. To sit right in that sweet spot, is my goal.
Neither above or below consciousness. It is a sweet spot, Charlie.
Breathing is key,
dear Charlie . . .
breathing with intention,
I believe,
gives us a little solid ground to stand on.
I think you’ve got this. ♥
Centering; Balance; Reordering…
Yes,
dear Katrina . . .
I hadn’t thought of balance. ♥
Steadiness
Yram, as someone who strongly values consistency, I resignate with your response. I also love your nice and simple wording too.
When I breathe with intention, it helps me reduce anger; therefore, calm arises.
My Ngoc, I’ve noticed that in you over the years. You’re red. I’m green. It’s why my umpire title is “BosLoc Garden” derived by me being a Boston Celtics fan and their arena being called “The Boston Garden.” For simplicity, we’ll stick with “BosLoc” umpire.
It helps me focus my attention on the present moment and can be very calming.
Permission: to feel all the feelings, to be where I am.
When I breath in I receive peace.
When I breath out I release what is not mine to carry.
Your reply,
dear Richard,
is a keeper. ♥
I really love this. I shared it with my daughters when you wrote it the other day. Heart emojis to you from them and from me.