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It’s building up.

I feel it acutely, this pressure that’s slowly pushing against me.

A tightness in my stomach. A heaviness on my shoulders. I can’t pinpoint where it’s growing…

I don’t know what will happen if I let it overtake me. I fear the discomfort will give way to pain if I give into it. Pain isn’t something I feel like facing right now.

So I breathe.

Inhale. Exhale. Repeat.

My mind is a jumble. I can’t think straight. Coherent thought is hard to form with this disruptive and tightening ache.

It is an ache. An ache without an origin, growing continuously without any relief in sight. Oh how I pray for relief. Somebody, something, please make it stop.

Yet it continues.

And I continue.

Inhale. Exhale. Repeat.

I focus on my mantra. It is all I can do amongst the chaos of my psyche. Any control I feel is limited to the steady breaths I force myself to take.

And breathe I do. Each puff of air drawing me closer to something… 




Is this what salvation feels like?

Whatever it is, my ache feels less.

Inhale. Exhale. Repeat.

The pressure is still prevalent, but a new sense of calmness has settled in to soothe it.

Clarity never felt so pure.

♦ ♦ ♦

“When the breath is unsteady, all is unsteady. When the breath is still, all is still. Control the breath carefully. Inhalation gives strength and a controlled body; retention gives steadiness of mind and longevity; exhalation purifies body and spirit.” -Goraksasathakam


1 Comment

  1. With Goraksasathakam, I agree.
    And I practice what I/you/we preach. 😉
    Puff the Magic Dragon lives on.


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