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deep breathe..

Breathing..one of the most basic of functions,the most essential of life forces ..
inspire and expire..or as pranayam says..inspire to the count of four..hold..expire to the count of eight..hold..
to breath is to live and to control breathing ..is to control your life..
pranayam helps to channel this 'movement 'of breath ..so that we may grow inwards and go forwards...

as i go through anulom vilom ,kapalbhati..i think to myself..

INSPIRE...to take in..to make out is outside ,inside... to accept... to make something which was hitherto alien into now,a part of yourself...
insire...gives rise to inspiration..
to be inspired ,is to allow yourself to be touched,moved,affected by the outside.
to be inspired is to grow an evolve...
to say that someone or something is an inspiration ,means that we owe a part of who we are to our'inspiration'

EXPIRE ...to give..to sread what is essentially ours to the rest of the world... to return a part of what we have got...
it is said in yoga that your expiration should be longer than your inpiration, because you must always give more than you receive..
so, a new term...when you call someone your 'expiration', your creation , your gift to the world, your contribution..however small...
it could be in the form of changing lives, creating art, spreading joy, helping other people to inspire..

yes,there is movement, but the movement is to and fro....it gives a sense of motion..but technically it is still and nothing actually moves..
air moves inwards and outwards..and inwards again..
you are in the same place..the air is the same...and you realise that even though according to einstein e=mc2 and the chaos theory, there is tremendous motion and energy..but in reality...everything is ..STILL.

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