Wonderful post by THE ALCHEMY OF CREATIVITY by MIRIAM LOUISA SIMONS
Taking inspiration from ;
There is a way of breathing
that’s a shame and a suffocation
and there’s another way of expiring
a love breath,
that lets you open indefinitely.
Student, tell me, what is God?
He is the breath inside the breath.
MIRIAM LOUISA SIMONS says
“I’ve tried many ways. I spend a lot of time “Seeing-Drawing” … the wonderful meditative practice I learned from Frederick Franck on one of his retreats and also from his classic The Zen of Seeing. I’ve tried just about every form of visual poetry: color, tone, texture. They were all effective to a degree. Frederick Franck used to assert that ‘the inexpressible was the only thing worth expressing’. I took this statement as a koan as I explored ways to express that ineffable quietude.
It wasn’t until my practice distilled down to the essential life-tide of beingness that I approached real stillness, real quietude.
One soft succulent dawn in India I drew my breath.” –