There Is Only One Breath

Freedom starts with inspiration.

There is only one recycled breath in this world.

It gives me light and purpose. I meditate on it.

Then I envision it moving on, and along with it, everything I’ve ever known. Whatever remains — empty.

Then I inhale again, and the breath returns, somehow different — a brand new guide with fresh power and opportunity and pain and suffering and bliss. And I let that breath go too.

Freedom starts with inspiration. It continues with expiration. The most beautiful circle imaginable, forever dying, perpetually reborn.