Breathing is Love. Love is Breathing, one breath cycle rolls over and through into the next. Effortlessly waxing and waning, rising and falling, as current and tide.
This love is a mantra sent into the universe while I meditate. A love that is the color of healing, seen in my mind’s eye a soft blue, shimmering, sparkling, swirling in and around with the deepening breath.
This mantra is unspoken in silence, as love for the gift of life, in the breathing space of quiet intropspection. This mantra is for love to heal wounds that hurt, open doors that have closed and bring peace to hearts that are broken.
Breathing is Love. Love is Breathing.