pieces of silence
falling into place
settling into my heart
I have been enjoying a mini-fire every morning. This morning the flames looked like flowers dancing in their beautiful harmony. I was thinking about how much I always liked watching fires. Wondering is there any connection to the fact I live on a planet with a molten core; a planet nourished by a firey Sun.
Unexpectedly, sitting for meditation, I started using a type of breathing that several teachers have tried to teach me, but it never stuck with me. Not a part of a spiritual practice I could own. Now it has arisen naturally several days. I remembered this morning one of them called it breath of fire.
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