Life's simple nourishment

The Breath of Life As I surrendered, I began to taste the breath on my lips and weave deep into my body. It was the first time I had ever truly breathed like this and grief overtook me.

I realized how I had sacrificed my own life. I saw how I had been suffocating, even while life's most simple nourishment waited at the door of every moment. How did I not know? Withering away while life offered up herself with such generosity

Then tears of ecstasy ran down my cheeks, Like a baby, my whole body awakened, as I surrendered in the overwhelming delight of life breathing life back into me again.


“Listen—are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?” —Mary Oliver

(artist: John Burden)