We can breathe only the needed, and live accordingly.
How many people forgot what is truly a sigh of relief? Do they realize that an underlying dissatisfaction stains every desire and every ambition will be orphan of true satisfaction?
The smallest prison in which we can be recluse is the rib cage.
Smaller is the prison, more helpless we feel.
It doesn’t matter what we show outside, what we really feel is inside.
We need to learn every moment how to escape from breath cage, and we will get the key of any jail.
(Photo courtesy F. Ippolito)