Crisis Breath
October 10th 2006 12:09
Have you ever watched an infant? Not necessarily the most exciting thing to do unless, of course, you are the parents of the infant. Parent or not, an infant can teach adults some pretty amazing things. Take breathing, for example.
When sleeping or in an otherwise hypnogogic state, you will see that the little one breathes slowly and deeply. A rhythmic, non-forced weaving of inhales and exhales. This state is disrupted by the crises of hunger, pain, fear, and fecal discharge. At these points, our little infant becomes disturbed, starts to wriggle about, perhaps cry, and begin to BREATH IN A MORE SHALLOW AND FAST-PACED manner. This is CRISIS BREATH. It lasts as long as the ‘crisis’ persists, and breathing returns to steady state upon restoration of the non-crisis way of being.
Back in the day, when I lived in a cave during the pre-historic age, I would often wake in the morning and go out looking for some food. It was not uncommon for me to run into a saber-tooth tiger along the way. At these times, my normal and rhythmic breathing would shift to fast paced and shallow while I determined whether I should fight or flee. I always chose flight, and that is why I am here to talk about it today!
My breathing remained shallow and quick during my escape. Once I had successfully eluded the peril, it was only a mater of moments until my breath returned to its’ slow and deep state. Ah yes, relaxed and restored.
Today, in 2006, I find that I breathe as if there is always a crisis. CRISIS BREATH accompanies me everywhere. As if I am in constant peril. Yet I do not think I really am. Hmmm…I wonder what is going on with that.
I am quite certain that it is not healthy for me. With CRISIS BREATH comes some other factors, such as not enough oxygen to the blood and brain. There are many other seemingly bad things associated with living as if the tiger is always chasing me. For now, though, I am most intrigued with my breathing.
Are you aware of your CRISIS BREATH?
deorre
When sleeping or in an otherwise hypnogogic state, you will see that the little one breathes slowly and deeply. A rhythmic, non-forced weaving of inhales and exhales. This state is disrupted by the crises of hunger, pain, fear, and fecal discharge. At these points, our little infant becomes disturbed, starts to wriggle about, perhaps cry, and begin to BREATH IN A MORE SHALLOW AND FAST-PACED manner. This is CRISIS BREATH. It lasts as long as the ‘crisis’ persists, and breathing returns to steady state upon restoration of the non-crisis way of being.
Back in the day, when I lived in a cave during the pre-historic age, I would often wake in the morning and go out looking for some food. It was not uncommon for me to run into a saber-tooth tiger along the way. At these times, my normal and rhythmic breathing would shift to fast paced and shallow while I determined whether I should fight or flee. I always chose flight, and that is why I am here to talk about it today!
My breathing remained shallow and quick during my escape. Once I had successfully eluded the peril, it was only a mater of moments until my breath returned to its’ slow and deep state. Ah yes, relaxed and restored.
Today, in 2006, I find that I breathe as if there is always a crisis. CRISIS BREATH accompanies me everywhere. As if I am in constant peril. Yet I do not think I really am. Hmmm…I wonder what is going on with that.
I am quite certain that it is not healthy for me. With CRISIS BREATH comes some other factors, such as not enough oxygen to the blood and brain. There are many other seemingly bad things associated with living as if the tiger is always chasing me. For now, though, I am most intrigued with my breathing.
Are you aware of your CRISIS BREATH?
deorre
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