Quotes About Breath

When you get into your car, after you close the door, pause for a few seconds and observe the flow of your breath. Become aware of a silent but powerful sense of presence.

We find we breathe again, and hear the surgeon hum. Outside, in the street, a car starts up. The heart regularly Thunders.

Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this chance to be alive and breathing.

Sitting meditation begins with good posture.

When we become aware that we are thinking, we say to ourselves, "thinking," with an unbiased attitude and with tremendous gentleness. Then we return our focus to the breath. We regard the thoughts as bubbles and the labeling like touching them with a feather. There's just this light touch—"thinking"—and they dissolve back into the space.

However, in this technique, because your eyes are open and because the gaze in not a tight gaze and because the whole emphasis of the practice is one of openess, even though you're mindful of the out-breath, you're not shutting out all other things that are going on.

But the instruction that the awareness is only twenty-five percent really brings home the idea that it's not a concentration practice - there's a very light touch on the berath as it goes out.

In sitting meditation, our practice is to watch our thoughts arise, label them "thinking," and return to the breath.

You breathe in so that you can really understand what the Buddha meant when he said that the first noble truth is that life is suffering. What does that mean? With every in-breath, you try to find out by acknowledging the truth of suffering, not as a mistake you made, not as a punishment, but as part of the human condition. With every in-breath, you explore the discomfort of the human condition, which can be acknowledged and celebrated and not run away from. Tonglen

If the object of meditation were something concrete, something solid and graspable - an image or a statue or a dot on the floor or a candle - it would be much more of a concentration exercise. But the breath is very elusive; even if you wanted to give it one hundred percent attention, it would be difficult because it is so ephemeral, so light, so airy and spacious. As the object of meditation, it brings a sense of softness and gentleness.

But in this meditation technique, we are with the out-breath; there's no particular instruction about what to do until the next out-breath.

Sit quietly for a few minutes and become mindful of your breath as it goes in and out. Then contemplate what you do when you're unhappy or dissatisfied and want to feel better. Even make a list if you want to. Then ask yourself: Does it work? Has it ever worked? Does it soothe the pain? Does it escalate the pain? If you're really honest, you'll come up with some pretty interesting observations.

When you're told not to be mindful of something, it becomes an obsession. Nevertheless, the mindfulness is on the out-breath, and there's some sense of just waiting for the next out-breath, a sense of no project. One could just let go at the end of the out-breath. Breath goes out and dissolves, and there could be some sense of letting go completely. Nothing to hold on to until the next out-breath.

En este momento, Keuschnig sintió vergüenza de morir y estar muerto. Era tan extravagante respirar por última vez y ser un cadáver.

Entonces, para ahuyentar los pensamientos de mi cabeza, permanecía acostado en la oscuridad y contenía la respiración, pero ellos volvían a infiltrarse por todas partes.

His breath smelled like bananas and moldy feet.

Moment by moment, breath by breath...that is my greatest teaching.

In this very breath that we now take Lies the secret that all great teachers try to tell us.

free life" as described by a mountaineer: "The mountains had been a natural field of activity where, playing on the frontiers of life and death, we had found the freedom for which we were blindly groping and which was as necessary to us as breath.

The energy or essence or breath of being that is called prana by Hindu yogins and chi by the Chinese is known as orenda to the Cree.20

The energy or essence or breath of being that is called prana by Hindu yogins and chi by the Chinese is known as orenda to the Cree.

After her initial fear had diminished, something else had begun to emerge from her. Something more strange. And, he thought, deplorable. A coldness. Like, he thought, a breath from the vacuum between inhabited worlds, in fact from nowhere: it was not what she did or said but what she did not do and say. "Some other time," the girl said, and moved back toward her apartment door.

Are?you dying? she asked. Just can't breathe. This air. Poor, poor?good lord. I've forgotten your name. Hell of a thing. Barney! He clutched her. No! Don't stop! She arched her back. Her teeth chattered. I wasn't going to, he said. Oooaugh! He laughed. Don't please laugh at me. Not meant unkindly. A long silence, then. Then, Oof.

Now that her initial fear had diminished, something else had begun to emerge from her. Something more strange. And, he thought, deplorable. A coldness. Like, he thought, a breath from the vacuum between inhabited worlds, in fact from nowhere: it was not what she did or said but what she did not do and say.