Only produce the exact breaths
that you need for this moment.
If you notice any anxiety, reduce it,
seek a calmer, more serene rhythm,
taking deeper inhalations, slowly,
daring to retain, with confidence,
and exhale more, empty yourself more.
We carry so much, more so, those fears that inhibit you,
so concentrate well on your breathing,
more so, on enjoying it, on feeling more vital,
more awakened, and valuing this gesture, this attitude.
Observe yourself, how much you are achieving,
if you are able to dispose yourself,
to make it so that from you there is a response toward you,
that you know how to obey yourself, that you attend to yourself,
that you do not recriminate yourself or mistreat yourself.
Go on accepting everything you are capable
of producing for yourself, whatever it may be.
Do not even reject what you think, accept it,
you produce it for a reason.
Sometimes there is so much you want to tell yourself,
and you can’t even find the moment.
And, if you say nothing to yourself, so much the better.
May your breath calm you, calm you, say more.
You go on saying to yourself, in perfect silence:
I am this active, conscious, open,
constant, felt and loved system.
I am in this calm, responsible attitude.
I value myself in my impetus,
in what I allow myself to know about myself,
and what I know, I accept.
And what I accept, I consider.
And what I consider, I evaluate.
And what I evaluate, makes something else determine me.
And what determines me is what I want from myself.
And what I want from myself, is to be.
And I know that I am this breath, in principle.
How much of this breath am I?
And how much is this breath of me?
How is it that, breathing, I exist?
To what extent do I exist?
And I exist in this body.
I exist in this soul.
I exist in this mind.
I exist in this space.
I exist in this time.
What do I exist in?
What else is there?
exist in my truth,
which would basically be what I am,
what I know about myself, what I know how to do,
what I know how to say, what I know how to feel,
what I know how to express, what I know how to manifest,
what I know how to give.
And the breath occurs to tell me more,
to cause me to manifest myself more,
to know that I exist in the Conciousness.
It is where I truly exist.
And the breath exists in me,
and that is how the Consciousness exists in me. That is a truth.
But do I make it my truth?
How much do I know, of what the Consciousness is?
How is the Consciousness known?
How is the Consciousness recognized?
How is the Consciousness self-known?
And the breath. And the breath. And the breath.
And this trembling in me?
This that moves me?
And this ardor?
And this silence?
And this force?
And this contact?
And this expansion?
And this Nothingness?
And not even the breath exists.
What sustains me?
Who sustains me?
And there is One Who loves me
And do I ask, or do I respond?
What do you think?
The breath returns,
and from all that I am, I say to myself:
only the force that Is, whatever that is,
exists in me.
can perceive it in what I am
and that is enough for me to know myself,
to exist in consciousness and to love myself.
Nothing more exists.
I breathe in gratitude,
feeling myself in all this that I am,
in all that I breathe.
I breath deeply, drawing closer to myself,
identifying the space, the time,
and accepting what I am today,
what today is,
and I commit to doing and being what Is:
something more of love, something more of truth.
I breath deeply and I thank myself.
Om Namaha Shivaya