The human body is an amazing miracle of sacred engineering! How else could you explain the subtle and intricate network of interconnections that make up this physical body of ours. There had to be a Master Creator at work on this particular project! Yet we go around day after day taking our body for granted and not realizing that the feet, or foundation upon which we walk…and our dexterous hands that are literally miraculous in all of the feats (no pun intended) that they have mastered – are gateways to opening and expanding our breath….. our lives.
A friend of mine in Ireland writes that we are Infinite Beings in Finite Bodies…yet it is here in the body – right at our disposal – that we have the ability to open up our breath and the multitude of energy networks that make up this “finite” body of ours. Sometimes I like to think that our energetic bodies expand out forever connecting with others in unseen – but felt – connection. Perhaps this is not what we can see with our eyes, but this quantum connection is our relationship to the Divine in all of us.
Having practiced energy work for many years I have always been fascinated with reflex, acupressure, acupuncture, or energy points in the body. For your pleasure this week I invite you to play with your hands and feet when you take breaks throughout your day…or even better yet, start or end your day with a little massage on the lung and diaphragm points shown on the charts below. Feel particularly adventuresome? Then explore other parts as well! You can click on the picture for larger views.
Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu,
Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion
or cultural system. I am not from the East
or the West, not out of the ocean or up
from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not
composed of elements at all. I do not exist,
am not an entity in this world or the next,
did not descend from Adam or Eve or any
origin story. My place is placeless, a trace
of the traceless. Neither body or soul.
I belong to the beloved, have seen the two
worlds as one and that one call to and know,
first, last, outer, inner, only that
breath breathing human being.
There are so many ways that we can consider the breath as sacred. The fact that all living things breathe in some manner – perhaps not with lungs – creates a very intricate network of interconnection. Our last post quoting Richard Cawte reminds us that this sacred breath is shared, and connects all in an intimate embrace…one which we receive with every inhale and exhale. As we breathe more fully we enliven every living thing. We are meant to thrive and to create.
Indigenous people globally accept the sacredness of the breath and the interconnection with the natural world. Some traditions, such as yoga, tai chi, and qi gong have studied it for 1,000’s of years, and in fact have created a science of breath. In the Native American Medicine tradition “Divine Breath” is a noun. It means the manifestation of the divine spirit in all living beings. It is also called “life breath”. The name given it is “ni” or “nilch’i”. As you listen to this short piece of Native American flute music by Darrel Whitewolf give yourself some moments to feel the sacred breath of the wind moving over the Earth and inside of you.
“We touch the sacred with each breath. With each breath we just keep dipping into the sacred… Breath is the vehicle to return to God (the Sacred). This is the ground of all being. Breath is the vehicle that takes us beyond thought, form, and into direct experience. The breath takes us beyond words, beyond our ideas, into our deepest truest nature.”
Frank Ostaseski, Founder of Zen Hospice Project in San Francisco and Metta Institute
Our life outside of the protection of the womb is defined by the breath. When we first enter the outside world our lungs fill with breath and is most often expressed with the sound – sometimes very loudly – of our voice. When we leave this life the last thing that is heard is our final breath. How could something that is with us our entire lives not be the sacred ground of all being. Our lives are defined by each inhale and each exhale….the pauses being the opportunity for rest and stillness – to feel the sacred ground of our being. Beginning our day with the intention on deeply breathing, even for a few moments…and ending our day with the same attention to the breath…reminds us of who we are.
“ When you breathe deeply and fully, you are breathing the breath that feeds the Soul. This energy is part of the spiritual force of the universal energy, and it enters your body with every breath. The breath contains the vital energy of who you are.”
-Jennifer in Australia at www.awakenbreath.com
Deep Gratitude to those above that have inspired me this week.
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“Your true support system is in each breath that you take. It is your inspiration: the movement of air that spirals in and out of your mouth and lungs each second of every day. It is the breathing-in of your Divine Self; your connection with Divine Mind.
And it doesn’t stop with you. The breath you draw at this moment is the same breath I am drawing. Wherever you are – whether you are in America or Fiji, Venezuela or Japan – you are breathing the very same breath.
Think about it for just a moment. There is nothing between the air surrounding you and the air surrounding me. It carries on in one seamless, invisible network of nitrogen, oxygen and other gasses. It covers the whole Earth, permeating everything: even the waters of the ocean (there’s just a little more hydrogen down there) and the miles of frozen tundra.
It binds us together as surely as the moon draws the tides across the planet: moving to an unseen tune: guided by the Divine Design.
We are all inspired by the same force of life.
And it doesn’t stop with us humans, either!
The breath that is filling your lungs at this second is the very same breath that swirls around the lungs of the jaguar in the deepest corner of the rainforest and expands the bronchial tubes of the albatross as it wings its silent way far out to sea. It inspires the tiniest pigmy shrew, which must eat every two hours if it is to survive. It gives life to the seventy-foot whale, which must eat more than a million shrews could eat in their whole lives with one gulp of its gargantuan mouth!
It gives colour to every plant and substance to every crustacean. It touches us all in this instant. We are all connected: always. We just have to wake up to who we are. And to do that, you must take the leap of faith that you took with that very first breath. You must follow your own inspirations. “
Richard Cawte, Ph.D. Excerpt from a new book being released soon! Divine Path – Stay tuned !!! www.richardcawte.com
I start this post with Richard’s quote above for many reasons. This past couple of weeks for me has been driven by “inspiration” and fueled by “intuition”. Reaching Richard’s website by what I call “divine providence” as I explored one day, I was so taken by the work he is doing in the world that I wrote him an e-mail of gratitude. Out of that e-mail has come a meaningful and delicious connection that has inspired me tremendously already, and has me more often utilizing my intuition and creative inspiration at every opportunity that I can.
As I read the passages that contained the excerpt above, tears streamed down my face. To wake up to the immense interconnectedness of all living things is almost more than one can hold. I do know that your breath – which is your inspiration and your creative expression in the world – is shared by all, including the earth and all of nature – expanding out into the immense universe. We create it all by our thoughts and the actions stemming from those thoughts.
I invite you to take in the deepest, most expansive breath that is possible for you in this moment and remember….. as you exhale and come to that still pause at the end …. right before the next inspiration – who and what you are sharing this breath with. We in-spire each other….
Gaye Abbott, A Breath Inspired Writer
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Oregon is well known for it’s magnificent blueberries and I certainly take advantage of that during picking season – which is right now! Just the thought of those luscious berries with all of their sweet taste and antioxidant elixir brings me into pure pleasure. As the scarcity “default” is slowly ebbing it’s way from my thinking I notice even more acutely when it shows up, which is a good thing as I get to choose how I want to think and believe in the moment. Feeling pretty “on top of things” this past week I realized today that I was taken in by the culture’s “scarcity “and “fear of not enough” models without even realizing it. That scarcity template is really embedded in our culture, and I couldn’t have resonated with it if it wasn’t in me too!
This last week we have had some blazing hot days and I was hearing from here and there that it was taking a toll on the blueberries and that soon there wouldn’t be any to pick. Even as recent as yesterday a blueberry grower at the local farmer’s market said that this was the last of her berries and that there would be no more picking on her farm.
Well, I had put off picking every weekend as something else would come up and the month of August has certainly flown and with it the blueberry season. I noticed a slight panic inside that I wouldn’t get to pick any this year because “they would all be gone!” I needed to get out there right away! Many voices around me were saying the same sort of thing buying in to what had been passed down to them. No wonder we go running about in fear that we won’t have enough – or maybe none at all!
As I called my favorite picking place this morning my question was “are there any more to pick?”. I had bought in! The kind woman’s voice on the other side said that there were plenty to pick and that there would be for at least another couple of weeks, maybe even three. I hung up the phone and said to myself “abundance vs scarcity, now which one do I chose to live in? A good question and one well worth posing every single day.
Arriving at the blueberry farm this morning I waited to be assigned to my rows to pick. I was to pick between rows 26 and 27 about midway down as their professional pickers had stopped before the middle. I then found myself in blueberry heaven, literally! They were everywhere hanging in huge dark blue/purple clumps just waiting for me to gently remove them from their stems into my waiting buckets. The sun shone through big puffy clouds and the weather seemed just perfect for picking. Definitely a breathing space!
Someone in the next row said to their picking partner, “I bet we could come back down this row many times and still find more to pick”. It was after that comment that from time to time I would turn back and look at where I had picked just moments ago. It was almost as if I hadn’t even picked there as my eyes would light upon an abundance of berries that I either missed because I was not fully taking in all of the abundance right in front of me, choosing instead to look down the aisle for the next bunch…. or that better yet the blueberry fairies were placing berries back on the limbs faster than I could pick. I kind of like the idea of the fairies myself…but know that it was most definitely the former reason!
The belief in scarcity/lack communicates to our bodies and many things can and will happen over time. Our breath most certainly will become shallow and tight, our muscles contracted, as we grasp for more and more and more – never able to “fill up”. Taking a very large and deep breath I realized that when we believe, feel and think in abundant ways – that will be our experience. When we believe, feel and think in scarcity/lack modes – that will be our experience. The wise blueberry bush had taught me a deep lesson for the day – more is here NOW, in this very moment. What would our lives be like, the health of the planet and all life on it if we perceived everything as abundant with more than enough to have and share for the well being of all living things? Live in that question – and try on the blueberry metaphor.
Blue handed and caught in joy…
Blueberry Breathing Space: For my favorite local Oregon blueberry picking go to Facebook and look up Radke Blueberries in Corvallis!
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