Breathe Deep. Breath Slow. – A Mantra (2020 Re-post)

© RedCat

Breathe deep. Breath slow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Take your time to inward go.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Cultivate space to grow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Investigates what lies below.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Release all that keeps you low.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Accept all there is in the now.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Connect to life force flow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Listen to your higher self say so.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Learn what wisdom want you to know.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Changed awareness new seeds sow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Let the winds of change blow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Trust your soul your path to show.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Bathe in inner divine glow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Let the universe its love bestow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.

© REDCAT

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Re-post comment:

For tonight’s Wandering the Archives Wednesday.
I’ll share this meditation mantra.
I think of it whenever I feel I need to calm and center myself.
I might not repeat all the lines, but enough repetitions of just
Breathe deep, breathe slow
works just as well.

Enjoy!


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I like repetitions and rhymes. I also like meditation and mantras. :-)
“Breath deep. Breath slow.” – was the first meditation poem I wrote. Which coincides with the first day I started to seriously meditate. Right now I’m thankful for the fact that I managed to make it into a habit before the pandemic started. Without that daily dose of peace and grounding. Without that self-care, I think my depression would have bloomed right now, fueled my the ongoing catastrophe.


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The World Hit Stop


The world hit stop
Just as we reached a new frenzied top
Ego driven materialistic quagmire
Fight and work for stuff to acquire
Money and power lies tell
All they want is a chance to sell
To extract and suck dry
Who cares if we pollute both earth and sky

Stranded, isolated, alone
May we will find in our hearts a subtler tone
When the busy world around slows
What matters most quickly starts to show
When we take time to truly breath
We connect to what our hearts truly feel
We find souls passion to another life lead
Faced with eternal human choice
Fight to live free or deprive the world your unique voice

© REDCAT

Written for Poetics: in the time of the Plague hosted by Björn over at dVerse.

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Breathe Deep. Breath Slow. – A Mantra

© RedCat

Breathe deep. Breath slow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Take your time to inward go.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Cultivate space to grow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Investigates what lies below.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Release all that keeps you low.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Accept all there is in the now.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Connect to life force flow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Listen to your higher self say so.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Learn what wisdom want you to know.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Changed awareness new seeds sow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Let the winds of change blow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Trust your soul your path to show.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Bathe in inner divine glow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.
Let the universe its love bestow.

Breathe deep. Breath slow.

© REDCAT

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

I like repetitions and rhymes. I also like meditation and mantras. :-)
“Breath deep. Breath slow.” – was the first meditation poem I wrote. Which coincides with the first day I started to seriously meditate. Right now I’m thankful for the fact that I managed to make it into a habit before the pandemic started. Without that daily dose of peace and grounding. Without that self-care, I think my depression would have bloomed right now, fueled my the ongoing catastrophe.

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Now I Can See…

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Every person or incident is the Universal Teacher ~ ?

A continent in flames where not enough.
Can all continents in the grip of pandemic.

Wake us up?

Teach us we have one planet.
Show that we need each other to survive.

Behind the worry and panic.
After – every nation for itself.
Following the world closing in on itself.

There will be an opportunity for growth.
A chance for insights.
A possibility to evolve, as individuals and collectively as a species.

Learn how to prepare properly, crises and catastrophes are part of human life.
Realize that most value life, health and relationships higher than material possessions.
Accept we must care for our home. Our beautiful blue green planet.
Mother of us all.

As the dust settle,
my wisdom guided strength,
subtle like roots,
prevail.

© RedCat



My opening quote, comes from this song. The sampling itself seem to be based upon – Rules for Being Human by Cherie Carter-Scott. And seem to exist in several versions. This is the one most closely resembling the one I learned, here you can read several others.

Much like this prose piece ending with an American sentence, resembles other poems by me.

“Barn’s burnt down, now I can see the moon.”
Mizuta Masahide

Written for Mish’s poetics prompt at dVerse.

Enlightening words from Masahide, 17th Century samurai, poet , mentored by Matsuo Basho. In Zen poetry, the moon often symbolizes the truth or ultimate awareness. The burning barn could be the hardship or catastrophic loss we must experience in order for our sky to clear, our minds to clear, creating a new view. Perhaps then and only then, will we be awakened.

What do you see? Something you haven’t before? Something you’ve forgotten? New perspectives, priorities or something much deeper. A revelation in thought? What does the moon represent to you in Masahide’s terse, epiphanous message? What does your burning barn look like? Have you experienced your own personal insight or enlightenment as the world deals with this ongoing crisis? Ponder these questions and pen us a poem.

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Novel Virus

CDC / Public domain

Can a novel virus teach
What climate emergency so far have not?
The interconnectedness of a global world
No country beyond its reach
Collective action the only sensible plot
Work together without accusing insults hurled

Can a novel virus show
What’s closest to our hearts
What we value most of all
Do we dare accept, have courage to know
Faithfully confess what we display in all our art
Happiness only ever lay in following loving soul calls

Can a novel virus reveal
How compassionate living will be
Only way out the materialistic maze
Can we make a New Green Deal
Accept responsibility humbly
Changing our planet wrecking, extreme storm inducing ways?

© REDCAT

It would be easy right now to give in to hopelessness and despair. It hangs as a virulent miasma over the world. This new, unknown threat, has shook us to the core, in a way the rampantly accelerating environmental disaster has not. It has shown our mean, stupid side in different panicky behaviour, like avoiding all asians from the start, like stockpiling toiletpaper of all things, like shunning Corona beer. It also shows our denial, it’s only in Asia, not here, it’s only in Italy, not Scandinavia. Like the alps haven’t long been a favorite winter destination, like there’s not constant physical contact between people from different countries within many industries.

I think it scares us shitless, just because we know that we haven’t built a world that can handle any big upset. There is no marginals. Not enough time to react. In Sweden there is not enough intensive care units to handle a big outbreak. There might be shortages of testing equipment worldwide. Also we live with a financial system, aka the economy, that is one very skittish easily scared entity. Built upon something as unreasonable as everlasting growth…

The panic we try to hide is also the panic of loneliness, the fear of being sick, maybe dying, in a world locked in isolation. Humans are social creatures, dependent on interactions with others.

Personally I would advise wisdom instead of panic. If we truly want to stop Covid-19 from spreading the only way is to limit human physical interactions to a minimum for a while. Yes, that would be disruptive, but not as disruptive as most other scenarios.

Maybe it could also make us rediscover.
That consuming things is not what we need most. Flying all over to meet, instead of using technology we already possess, to meet virtually, is also often bad time and resource management. When the people we most often wanna meet are loved ones. Maybe that new plastic toy don’t have to be bought because the family have rediscovered how to play in the woodland.

Apparently we live in interesting times…


New Zealand Government / Public domain

Linked to earthweal weekly challenge: STORMS and the poem part also shared to At the Beginning of a Pandemic* … your next Wednesday Writing Prompt, hosted this week by Michael Dickel at The Poet By Day

September wrap, October draw

So, yesterday I had a strange “both sides of the coin”, very contrary day.

My morning pages both gave me more mindfulness, and drew things that made my mind swirl to light. My reading on the blogosphere gave me both hope that there is love in the world, and made me feel ugly egocentric for the sorrow I felt that none of it is for me right now. A letter arriving made me feel both resigned to the way the world works, and wanting to rail and rebel against the closest person who symbolizes this.
Thinking about summarizing my first month back blogging make me both;
happy and proud, simultaneously as scared and lost.

And so it went. I tried to write to no avail. Tried to get the summer to autumn/winter clothes shift done, but mostly flitted about.

Only after working my ass of (quite literally since it was a Booty/Core workout) for an hour, taking a long hot shower and drinking a glass of wine, did I get myself collected enough to at least get the family planning for October done. Then I did some tidying up, until both me and the effing inner critics, sensors and saboteurs where content.

The silver lining is this. As everything I thought about came with both their pros and cons simultaneously, I could NOT ignore those things where my usual, everyone else before me, has led me to suppress cons that hurts and costs me needless energy, just caring for people that don’t do the same for me.
So, some things are starting to crystallize.
Decisions forming. Things I have to say formulating.

Which is precisely what being on a journey of self is all about.
Enlightenment and understanding of oneself and others.
Changes and new beginnings fueled by insights and
accepted, previously denied, truths.

© REDCAT


So maybe a contrary day now and then has it’s place in life! :-)


September wrap-up


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