There is only breath

I invite you to read the following excerpt from a poem by John Roedel, maintaining breath awareness and observing any sensations that may arise from its images and ideas.

…last evening, 

my gut asked me

if I was having a hard

time being caught 

between my heart

and my head

I nodded

I said I didn't know

if I could live with 

either of them anymore

"my heart is always sad about

something that happened yesterday

while my head is always worried

about something that may happen tomorrow," 

I lamented

my gut squeezed my hand

"I just can't live with

my mistakes of the past

or my anxiety about the future,"

I sighed

my gut smiled and said:

"in that case, 

you should 

go stay with your 

lungs for a while,"

I was confused

  - the look on my face gave it away

"if you are exhausted about

your heart's obsession with

the fixed past and your mind's focus

on the uncertain future

your lungs are the perfect place for you

there is no yesterday in your lungs

there is no tomorrow there either

there is only now

there is only inhale

there is only exhale

there is only this moment

there is only breath

and in that breath

you can rest while your

heart and head work 

their relationship out."

this morning,

while my brain

was busy reading

tea leaves

and while my

heart was staring

at old photographs 

I packed a little

bag and walked

to the door of 

my lungs

before I could even knock

she opened the door

with a smile and as

a gust of air embraced me

she said

"what took you so long?"

~ john roedel (johnroedel.com)

I came across this poem some time ago. I don’t recall where or when, but I copied it, and it’s been sitting patiently in a Note. It speaks to me, giving voice to the subtle dialogue that often goes on, quite habitually, within my body-mind. And subtle may be an overstatement. Sometimes, the back and forth between my heart and head is rather ungracious. I’m guessing I’m not alone in this.

Yoga teaches that when we slow down and “take a breath,” we can gain a new perspective, a freshness found in present-moment awareness. Pranayama (gathering, aligning, retaining life force) is the practice of harmonizing the movements of mind and heart (yoga calls them the “waves of consciousness”) that fight for attention and dominance. Through the simple process of mindfully breathing in and breathing out, our nervous systems regulate, and our mental activity coalesces. As the waves calm and recede, we find rest and renewal. 

When we experience parts of ourselves as separate or in conflict with one another, let’s try to remember that our breath also stands at the ready. She’s there, patiently waiting to welcome us into the space that can change our perspective. The next time you feel caught between your heart and your head, between memories and projections of future possibilities, return to the presence found in a mindful inhalation and exhalation.

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