breath is my yellow brick road. 39 m + 13 m

i never know when an answer to my question might come from.

case in point. i went about my day yesterday with a question lingering in consciousness. why is it still so hard to get up in the morning? i made sure the tone didn't carry any trace self-beating. i acknowledged that i had come a long way but it was obvious that there's still work to be done. all i want is to dig deeper, know better so i can do better in the coming mornings.

meanwhile i took care of one thing after another and then it was toilet time, meaning fashion magazine time. i took one randomly from the pile and started leafing through until my gaze was stopped in the tracks by a phrase on a page: the tendency for a body at rest is to remain at rest. aaahhh.

with that began a threaded needle of contemplation through the firmament of consciousness. here is a brief summary.

so a body at rest after sleep is a natural state?/ yes. / so it's not a conditioning?/ naaah, it's a tendency. inertia. / okay, thank you. what's a conditioning? what about habits?/ habitual tendencies. / so what should i do?/ help the body through the transition. gently. / how?

silence ensued. i didn't feel frustrated. in fact i've been feeling so much lighter and brighter that my dream is taking on a whole new flavor. in the dreaming state of consciousness i am fully present to the ups and downs, twists and turns of the shifting circumstances. in another word i am embracing change to the tilt. i am totally with it however it is unfolding. when i come into the waking state i feel open, quiet and clear.

as i am enjoying the primordial sound in the easy breath flowing through the easy posture i hear a voiceless sound infusing me with the message: the breath is my yellow brick road to the source of will power, the self within.