The Breath Is Mine

Today’s meditation was great.  I was happy with the pauses between the instruction and the observation of my breath.  I was in a silent room which made focusing easy.  My attention was so complete that I had to recall what Sharon said about finding a word.  This took less than a second and distracted me slightly but the word “mine” came into form.  I suddenly sank into a feeling of ease and peace knowing that no one or thing, besides death, could strip me of my breath.  It is entirely mine, unlike time, where I have to dole it out and divide it according to priority.  Knowing that the breath belongs to me and only me is comforting; it not only keeps me alive but it is a vehicle for bringing the mind into the present and into a state of equanimity.


May all beings be happy ♡