a fine cord of flax, cotton, or other fibrous material spun out to considerable length, especially when composed of two or more filaments twisted together.
- twisted filaments or fibers of any kind used for sewing.
- one of the lengths of yarn forming the warp or weft of a woven fabric.
- to thread one’s way, as through a passage or between obstacles
- to move in a threadlike course; wind or twine.
Is it that something is missing or that something is not flowing properly?
I’ve lately realized that more that looking for something I lack, the journey is to open the channels to allow energy to flow in and out, up and down, connecting different layers within myself and around me.
It surprised me to learn that physiologically it’s not that “we breathe”, it’s rather that we just produce a change in pressure in our body that permits the Universe to “breathe us”. Revealing, right?
Instead of muscling through, just produce a small change in the pressure and let the thing, whatever it is, to manifest.
I heard, deeply in my heart, one of my yoga teachers saying that to be able to relax and surrender, our body needs to feel supported.
The guiding principles that apply to the body also apply to the mind.
The body follows the mind, the mind follows the breath, another yoga teacher says.
S/he who masters the breath, masters the world, yoga tradition teaches.
I add that also what happens in the body happens in the mind… and in the organization.
So, s/he who masters the breath, masters her/his organizational journey.
The breath is probably the only thing we can control. The respiratory system is the only in the human body that is autonomous AND conscious. So hardly the one thing we can really influence is our breathing pattern and how much and how long to focus our attention (ergo our mind) on our breath.
I remember a colleague in my former job telling that she loved to scuba dive because she knew she needed to pace and relax her breathing to count with enough oxygen in her tank. Besides, she could clearly listen to herself breathing, and the sound soothed her. Beautifully said!
My two cents today: when things start to spin crazy and I close my grip -in my throat, between my shoulder blades, in my belly- trying to control the uncontrollable- I just turn to my breath and smooth its rough edges. And stay there for a few minutes.
Breathing in, I am Here. Breathing out, I am Now.