Tag: breathe

  • Pause…

    Pause…

    Sometimes, when the cacophony of crap crowds your head, you need to remember to pause for long enough to give it a chance to find the door.

    I often have to remind myself about what I need to stop doing, rather than what I need to actively resolve.

    Some things increase in intensity and complexity the more we try to fix it.

    It’s those moments where we let go and trust that each person involved in our lives have their own will to find peace.

    By constantly trying to lead them to that peace, we redirect attention to our efforts rather than that goal, and that is how we cause them to be defensive or obstinate, rather than creating space for them to apply themselves without the pressure of expectations.

    Some say live and let live. I prefer to say live and let die…that which is not capable of sustaining its own toxic influence.

  • Fleeting Thoughts (IX)

    Fleeting Thoughts (IX)

    Sometimes the deepest breaths leave you gasping for air rather than filling you with hope.

    Is it significance you feel when you are needed for material contribution, or is significance felt when the essence of you is known and appreciated?

    Questioning life and finding its answers in love is only therapeutic if that love can be embraced and not just admired.

    Admiration starts with being happy for others, and ends with growing tired of not finding that happiness for yourself.

    Exhaustion sets in not when the challenge is too tough, but when the number of challenges far outweigh the joys.

    Joy is fleeting if experienced in solitude.

    Solitude holds a promise of peace only for as long as the need for companionship can be subdued.

    Companionship is easier to take than it is to give.

    A giving spirit may not always be a generous one; often it is just a needy one.

    Neediness is as human as cruelty.

    Cruelty is the absence of patience.

    Patience is faith’s companion.

    Faith prevails in science more than it does in religion.

    Religion thrives on peer pressure, while faith remains grounded in conviction.

    Conviction demands belief in the value of the outcome, and the outcome is meaningless without purpose.

    Purpose is driven by a desire to give more than we take, but holds no attraction to the one not willing to give.

    Giving of the self is only possible if there is respect for what the self holds.

    Self respect is rare, making cruelty common.

    Aspiring to be common holds the promise of acceptance.

    Acceptance offers more comfort than principles.

    Principles become the way points for your journey; hence the principled rarely being remembered when you reach your destination.

    Destinations are often mirages when driven by whims and fancies.

    Whims are not always fickle; they’re sometimes inspirational.

    Inspiration dwindles without passion.

    Passion is nurtured by the promise of significance.

    Without significance, the will to live is dwarfed by the need to recede from the expectation of life.

  • Breathe. (because everything will be okay).

    august-is-over:

    It’s time to breathe every breath with conviction. Like you’ve earned them. The fight you’ve been fighting everyday for as long as you can remember. It seems to never end. And when hope of a finale comes it’s only dampened by the realisation that this particular fight was only a prequel to what is soon coming. So breathe, rest and prepare for the next round.

    It’s time to take a breath. A sigh of relief creeps between your lips and you know in that moment, the moment where all stands still and a peace creeps in just before that waft of air escapes your lips and your shoulders slouch down and the rest of you tenses to take what’s coming, you are stronger than anyone had ever thought you could possibly be. Sometimes you think you’re weak but how could you be if you’re still standing?

    And then you know. There is no running, no escape. It’s time to grab your heart and face your next battle. An alcoholic father, an addiction, an abusive husband, the stresses and strains of everyday life. They never cease to find us. No matter how far we run. So it’s time to breathe a breath that surges oxygen to awaken every dormant ounce of strength in you. Breathe and feel that peace before everything in you gets ready to fight.