I take a deep breath in, in through my nose with the air and inspiration. The air that connects me to all living things, drinking in the wise words and prayers of the world…. and the car exhaust and cussing, but part of the spiritual path of a Witch and part of Magic is knowing what to focus on and what to allow into your deepest heart and mind and soul…
I breathe deeply, in through the nose and out through my mouth, the tip of my tongue touches the roof of my mouth and tastes the breath of life that I breathe. I try to focus on my out-breath, as I had read about from one of my Teachers… one of my Books… there’s the rub, books have always been my closest and first teachers. Not that I haven’t found other Witches and Spiritual Traveler’s to share tales and wisdom with, but a lot of that sharing and wisdom has been at a distance, through books and then websites and blogs and podcasts as I find very, very far-flung folk that I find I know and trust.
Opening my heart with honesty and integrity as I try to the best I can with this lifetime of mine.
I breathe in, I breathe out. I am thinking
….taste the breath of life… breathing, breathing out….
I sit cross-legged on the floor, hands cupped upward in the bowl of my lap. That is how I sit when on the floor lately, trying to be open, receptive…. different from the “throne” posture I adopt when I meditate seated in a chair, feet flat on the floor and hands palms down on my knees and back straight, strong and self contained….
….breathing in, breathing out….
“open” and “enthroned” the need for balance… I roll my neck and am reminded of the need to expand my practice to include physical as well as metaphysical exercise… tomorrow I tell myself, always tomorrow…
…back to the breath of life…
Then of course theres the balance of living and engaging in a community like the one I find at Church, definitely the direction of a welcoming and afirming place for my spiritual growth and to make new friends… with out diving in too wildly and getting over whelmed…. *sigh* … releasing a little extra bit of tension? fear? doubt? well, something anyway as I return to breathing out…
I breathe in, I breath out,
I breathe the Breath of Life,
I breathe the whispers of the leaves of the trees,
I breathe the sighs of forlorn lovers across the sea,
I breathe with the singers of hymns from across the many lands,
I breathe the prayers for peace from far off places,
I breathe in the perfume of the decadent flowers and pleasure gardens of the world,
I breathe in, I breathe out,
And, I return to the Breath of Life.