breathing my way to…
who i truly am of sorts… day 20…
—day 14…
i breathe and dissolve
the past no longer serves me
i am clear joy now
—haiku, weaver xxx © copyright 2024I’m nattering today…
It’s been an interesting process… getting back to my daily breathing / meditation practice. Which also aligns with my daily art practice… one, where i mindfully connect with my breath and allow whatever is meant to fall out onto the paper. One such recent drop is in the photo above (combined with my haiku) and i first thought a ‘not’ though, when i shared it, i was surprised to receive much positive response. (sometimes i shake my head?)
At the moment i’m exploring working with mark-making on various types of papers and one i do not know well is rice paper = thin + vulnerable. I can relate to the vulnerable though not so much with ‘thin’… of which i can relate ‘thin’ with the heft or weight i deal with. And, as i get older i realize oh, so much harder to let the extra heft or pounds go.
I also know that some of this weight (energetically) i deal with isn’t perhaps even mine… some of that dark heavy stuff i sucked up as child, my adult years or even brought with me into this lifetime, when i incarnated. Though, that’s a whole other story for perhaps another time, or not.
I’ve also been committing to writing a haiku poem each day for 31 days as part of an upcoming solo art show i’m dreaming into being that opens March 1st here where i live, at our local library.
I have always loved engaging with my breath… my breath of spirit. I first began a mindful breath practice years ago when i was quitting smoking. I had been nosing around in a book store when a book popped out of the shelf at me about conscious breathing or what it was called then, re-birthing. The process helped me re-connect with the spirit of my breath, which also really helped me to finally stop that nasty habit.
My breath always connects me to who i am within spirit of the present moment. I know we wouldn’t be here with our breath. Mindful breathing also helps clear the debris, that which no longer serves. I always feel so much clearer after a breath session.
I also haven’t been sleeping well of late and so, i choose to breathe mindfully… with hopes the practice may help me get back to sleep. Sometimes it works and sometimes not.
—day 3…
tossing and turning
night dark clearly unending
sleep is slippery
—haiku, weaver xxx © copyright 2024Though i do know, my breath of spirit is certainly roto-rooting me out big time, in more ways than i know…
And, i’ve nattered enough for now… hope you enjoy a few haiku… more to come… x (((💜)))
—day 12…
mother ocean’s breath
inhaling salt waves waning
blowing calm spray
—haiku + video below, weaver xxx © copyright 2024
