Your life is a process, a journey,
One Breath at a Time.
Breath has its own intelligence.
It is vigilant even when you are asleep.
Breath sings, whistles, laughs and cries.
It yawns, sneezes and sighs.
To practice breathing is to practice living.
Breathing is the altar you come to for your life.
It is divine substance.
— Exerpt from One Breath at a Time