Be still the breath

The breath is steady, constant, doesn't care what is going on in the world around it. It just goes in, comes out, goes in, and comes out. Steady. Untouched by the activities around it.

It doesn't care if there is a room full of people around it. It doesn't care what season it is, what people are the leaders, what people truly are. The breath it just keeps going, we take it for granted as we don't have to think. It goes in, it comes out. It goes in, it comes out.

The world can be falling straight to the ground in a cloud of dust, and the breath would go in, it would come out and it doesn't need to change for others. It doesn't need to judge, compete, agree.. it just goes in and comes out.

Listen as it travels, listen. Let the world around you melt away and listen. The background of your life at that moment disapears but the breath just goes in with a whish and calmy blows the toxins from the body.

It does what it is meant to do without thinking, struggling, competing, pretending. It doesn't hold a grudge or judge the air that it is. It goes in and then it goes out. The breath. It knows it's purpose. It knows it's passion. It goes and it goes out without a thought or care.

It can be Spring with the sun shining and the blossoms so fresh and new, It could be a thunderstorm with purple black clouds hanging low. A crisp Winter morning with the quiet stillness and muffled noises of the world around you. It could be a BBQ in the heat of summer, and the breath. The breath would keep doing it thing. Going in and coming out and leaving it's rhythm we don't even think about.

In the quiet peace of a moment as you stop and listen to air rush in and then release back out. Close your eyes and wonder. Make your being still. Listen to the breath. Learn what it is telling you. Find the peace within that breath and listen as it releases back into the air. There is a quiet loyalty that can be learned from.

Take a note of the way the breath is steady, working without thinking. Working without wanting to be. In, then out. No memory of yesterday, no expectation of tomorrow. Never asking for anything in return. In. Out. When was the last time you sat so still, looked into yourself and listened to your breath. The world around you melting into its true existence.

Breathe with me as we smile at the earth and raise our experience through the roof. Let go of the past and build a future that you want inside your mind. Then make it happen in your now and breathe. Listen to the quiet possibilities. Listen to the dreams going out into the world.

Stare at the moon and the stars as the breath does it's thing. Then follow it through the night. You can fly if you want. Through the sky with the breath as it regenerates and keeps doing it's thing. Watch the sun rise in the sky over the mountain tops. The breath will just keep doing it's one thing. It will keep living it's purpose.

Learn how to be still. How to let go and concentrate on the meditative, relaxed act of listening to the breath. Release the hate, the jumbled thoughts that relate to the day and the moment. Let go of the division that the world has brought into your mind. The world around you is merely a product of everyones imagination. The collective fears, thoughts, feelings of the world we have created.

If you could see beyond. If you could learn to love without wonder, without restrictions. If you could see the light that shines around you. Smile, the breath goes in. Cry, the breath goes out. It keeps going though it doesn't give up it doesn't say it can't.

Nobody can deter it on its journey because it does what it is supposed to do until its done. Only it knows the time of its departure but its not afraid because it knows that there is no end.

Energy and Unity and love. It lives forever. I'd like to find my passion inside a wave of air. I'd like to live the life that was always there. I'd like to laugh and memorize the the twinkle in the air. I'd like to be so free as all the flights my breath will take. It's journey to remember.

Like a breath next to my ear, as someone whispers that they love me. Like the excitement in my chest with a surprise from a friend. Like the breath of a newborn baby as it realizes that it's here. A country road with the smell of the earth as the breath is stolen away in the beauty of the moment.

What imprints do we leave behind what memories are kept. Do the people from our past think back and smile about something I do, or am I just discarded, forgotten like the breath as it comes out whisping away the toxins from the world around it.

In. Out. It's purpose never forgot. When will we take notice of the breath. Constant and true to what it is. Loyal until the very end. Never caring about the world around it and never wondering what it thinks. It knows it's purpose here. If only we knew the same.

Would we ride along the wind on a current of energy so bright. Would we shine with all the joy of knowing that we are light. Can we learn to shed the worlds darkest fears and dismiss its confining threads. Breath.

Look within yourself. In the quiet of the night. Tell yourself you have a purpose and go after it with fierceness. The air currents keep moving and they don't stop. Loyal to the end.

Love with all your might. Shine with all your light. Find the purpose deep inside you and step into the night. Never caring, never stopping as it travels on the currents to all the places that it's meant to go and people that it's meant to meat.

The frequency of which we shine is another breath we take. Another thing we take for granted and yet never really forget. We ride the waves around us never seeing the true journey that we have. We hide inside the darkness and we think that we are free.

Sit still so still. A cleansing breath in without even a thought. A clean breath out releasing the memories into the air and leaving an imprint in the currents. Keep moving toward the purpose that led you here to this moment.

In a world that's always moving under cover of darkest night. In a world that never stops degrading others to make itself feel better about it's own pure light. In a world that has us out of sync, and hating what is good. In a world we cannot even see, our breath just keeps on going.

I once knew love and thought that it would always come back and find me. That someone who truly loved me would want to build a brand new life around me. I've been kicked down and risen in the light, each time stronger and more focused in the fight.

Strong as each breath I take I sit so still and listen in the night. Watching somewhere inside me as I understand the light. We are here to find the breath within us. To use it to remember all the purpose we can find. No expectations or judgement that finds us confined in a world of darkness. Look behind. See the brilliant light as it comes upon the current of the breath.

Find the clearest path that takes you to the clearest picture that has brought you here. The feelings of joy, of accomplishment with each new breath we take toward our purpose. Looking within to the light of a thousand stars in the sky. Feeling the love that lives deep inside.

Let go of the hate. Let go of the regrets and the way you thought the world to be. Fly straight to the sky free as a bird. Rejoice in the joys of a smallest flower, a childs laughter, the drop of rain as it slides down your face, tracing the path of a tear. Patterns showing the way of the path we are here to trace. Let go of feeling you need to compete or you are better than the person you see on your way and perceive to be holding you back.

Learn the lessons that you can learn from just doing your thing and remembering we are here for a purpose. You are here to imagine, to laugh, to play. You are here to enjoy every wonder, to live your potential and love with all your might. Sending out the light of all that you embrace.

Let go of the world you think you know around you and embrace the breath. The wonder. The joy. The delight. Make your own life and tread your own path with undeniable loyalty and might. Never stopping for the opinion of another.