breathing

Breathing is underrated.

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

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__ore of each than you have__nspiration work, growing older, patience, for patience joins time to eternity_ Breathe with unconditional breath the unconditioned air. Shun electric wire. Communicate slowly. Live a three-dimensional life; stay away from screens. Stay away from anything that obscures the place it is in. There are no unsacred places; there are only sacred places and desecrated places. Accept what comes from silence. Make the best you can of it. Of the little words that come out of the silence, like prayers prayed back to the one who prays, make a poem that does not disturb the silence from which it came.

To take a breath of water: does the thought panic or excite you?

Astronomy staff that routinely discharged industrial gas into the indoor environment at high altitudes did not wear oxygen deficiency monitors or protective breathing respirators.

When discharging industrial gas into the indoor environment in high altitude astronomy, we never wore breathing respirators that fed us oxygenated air at above the legally required 19.5% oxygen levels.

When I worked in astronomy, I routinely observed young college and university students working with liquid nitrogen and breathing nitrogen gas as they discharged it into the indoor environment at high altitude.

For years I tried to help people with simple things, such as tension relief through breathing and relaxation, but all they wanted were the drugs. They wanted to numb themselves. They did not want to face their fears or feel better through their own efforts__nd they certainly did not want to be illuminated.

You are not showing her my baby pictures!_ He sounded horrified, which made me laugh. __ome on, Evan,_ I teased with a laughing smile, __ou were adorable.

Knowing you were right down the hall was way too hard. I couldn__ do it,_ Evan declared, sliding under the covers next to me.

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

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

Open your eyes and breathe deeply. Wisdom is in the air.

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.

Poetry is breathing words that gives a reader pause.

I do my job like I breathe _ so if I can__ breathe I__ in trouble.

Death__ life should have listened to the moonly whispers of breathing in the coldest nights

These past two days, I__e seen a fire in your eyes that I never have before. Granted, it__ mostly anger and frustration, but it__ still emotion.