.....in silence
Walking for over three weeks now, on roads paved on either sides with snow, cold wind beating my face - walking in meditation, breathing in deep and breathing out, has been my greatest recreation here. I might leave with reluctance, because leaving home means dressing adequately in thermals, shoes, socks, woolen cap, winter jacket and gloves...and that's quite a lot for me at least!
But just the moment I leave home and set out on the road, the laziness vanishes into the dense cold air. When I breathe in, it is the breath of Existence and when I breathe out, it is my little self that vanishes into the same ocean.
My view of Chicago, spanning the earth and sky and all that's in between.
My view
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"When I breathe in, it is the breath of Existence and when I breathe out, it is my little self that vanishes into the same ocean."
Yes, Swaha, breathing is a prayer. Blessings to you.
Thank You George. Love. Swaha.
Hi Swahilya:
I felt the same when I walked in the cold streets of Michigan. I felt so suffocated in my apartment that I dared to venture out like you. And after a few minutes, all I felt that I was swimming in the pure fresh Prana! Thanks for spreading the enthusiasm.
Hi Sattvic. Nice to see your pleasant face in this picture. Wish you a happy new year. Love. Swaha.
Dear Swahilya
With your words you have taken me to the location. Its easy to mix with the nature easily and forget ourselves.
Love,
Rama
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