As long as I am breathing, in my eyes, I am just beginning.

It’s the smell of him in the bathroom, all I need to get ready for the day. Watching him get dressed, and the sound in the kitchen; a slow hum of a song and his...

Nothing succeeds like Detached success.

May youalways haveopenbreezy spacesin your mind.

from the prose poem “The Universe Thrums on regardless” in my book SPAN.We are almost nothing in the night. Reduced to warm blobs and the sound of breathing. There is comfort in that.

Eating was hard.Breathing was hard. Living was hardest.

I breathe in the soft, saturated exhalations of cedar trees and salmonberry bushes, fireweed and wood fern, marsh hawks and meadow voles, marten and harbor seal and blacktail deer. I breathe in the same particles...

Because I was conceived and born and I grew up. I’m breathing and my heart is beating and as much as it hurts ― as much searing, monumental pain it causes me ― I have...

Breathing is medicine. I forgot how to breathe, but I’m learning all over again.

Everyone breathing is broken. Keep breathing light into them until the stained glass collage takes your breath away.

… and it was quite a sad thing,the way I watched you sleep like nothing could go wrong and I did not want to harm it, I did not want to blur it, but how...

The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.

Only when you explore the ecstasy of simply being, where even to breathe is a distraction, can you call yourself complete.

I have a horrid scar right under my left knee from you. Well, the absence of you. Seems appropriate. But I still miss you. My pillowcase smells like you, so I bury my face in...

Truth is, life is going shake you, it will rip you right out of your comfort zone;just when you feel settled, it will shock you with some trauma and make you face adversity in the...

How to be a Poet (to remind myself)Make a place to sit down. Sit down. Be quiet. You must depend upon affection, reading, knowledge, skill-more of each than you have-inspiration work, growing older, patience, for...

I am never alone wherever I am. The air itself supplies me with a century of love. When I breathe in, I am breathing in the laughter, tears, victories, passions, thoughts, memories, existence, joys, moments,...

Prayer is as natural an expression of faith as breathing is to life.

When you want wisdom and insight as badly as you want to breathe, it is then you shall have it.

Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes.Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after...

Reading is an addiction, much like living and breathing is an addiction.

Just because I’m breathing, doesn’t mean I’m alive; vice versa.

It’s a living, breathing thing, acting.

How do you tell if something’s alive? You check for breathing.

I could not give up either of these worlds, neither the book I am holding nor the gleaming forest, though I have told you almost nothing of what is said here on these grim pages,...

I am a writer. Imagining what someone would say or do comes to me as naturally as breathing.

mnY reason of b”kup, but it hurts moRe when you don”t know evN a single-1.

But I looked out at the waves far below the bluff. They looked violent, erupting against the cliff. I watched them rising – up, up, higher, higher – then falling, crashing, swirling into chaos, passing...

My thoughts of you are a rainbow in splashing ocean waves…appearing…disappearing in sacred depths of skies the grasps of mine reach to the highest… Will you, ah, long for kissing me tonight? so I could...

I knew in that moment, I would never love anyone in my life the way I loved Evan Mathews.

If you are reading this, be sure to count this on your blessings list.

It is often thought that spirits in the after-world do not breathe as we might do – and that in being dead, one does not require inhaling and exhaling anything.Well, they do exchange ethers, and...

Some students are in a hurry to begin “real” pranayama. They go right to the later stages without first laying a quality foundation, and their practice often suffers. First find out what is. This is...

At this moment, you are seamlessly flowing with the cosmos. There is no difference between your breathing and the breathing of the rain forest, between your bloodstream and the world’s rivers, between your bones and...

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...

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.

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.

Death’s life should have listened to the moonly whispers of breathing in the coldest nights

In the balance of love and loss, it was love that made me struggle to… Breathe.

and I wonder if Beethoven held his breaththe first time his fingers touched the keysthe same way a soldier holds his breaththe first time his finger clicks the trigger.We all have different reasons for forgetting...

I thought about having a proper room,breathing life into it, and nobody minding.

I was there!”-surely that is the answer to God’s question. For no matter how the universe came into being, most of the atoms in these fleeting assemblies that we think of as our bodies have...

Kipo kitu kinaendelea kufanyika katika siku zetu za furaha na katika siku zetu za huzuni kwa kila mmojawetu hapa duniani bila ya upendeleo wowote. Kitu hicho ni kuingia na kutoka kwa pumzi, au kupumua. Ukiithamini...

With every breath, the old moment is lost; a new moment arrives. We exhale and we let go of the old moment. It is lost to us. In doing so, we let go of the...

Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor.

Rather than allowing our response to an even affect our breathing, we can learn instead to let our breathing change our relationship to the event.

oxygen Everything needs it: bone, muscles, and even, while it calls the earth its home, the soul. So the merciful, noisy machine stands in our house working away in its lung-like voice. I hear it...

I keep having to remind myself that I can do that,” he smirked.

The savage rushing of the river seemed to be inside her head, inside her body. Even when the oarswomen, their guides, were speaking to her, she had the impression she couldn’t quite hear them because...

Life is still very much the same since I said I love you and she said nothing. That was two months ago, and neither one of us has yet to hang up the phone. I...