She said, she collected experiences: men she married, careers she climbed mountains she conquered, marathons she ran all of them brilliant and exhausting. When she was finally out of breath he said he collects breaths sitting in his chair every morning each inhalation a rapt invitation stepping down an inner ladder each exhalation expelling the chatter of his jumpy mind and inspiring him into a place of gentle motives stepping lightly breathing deeper down to the core with the golden center until it glows, grows radiates out the experience of peace.
I meditate on my deck with nature surrounding me. Yes, it is a wonderful way to find calm in one’s life.
I, also, believe the woman who climbs mountains, runs, exercises until out of breath finds herself releasing clutter as she exercises and finds peace by her action.
I meditate on my deck with nature surrounding me. Yes, it is a wonderful way to find calm in one’s life.
I, also, believe the woman who climbs mountains, runs, exercises until out of breath finds herself releasing clutter as she exercises and finds peace by her action.
Many thanks for this. Sending you wishes for peace and hope. Claire