Breathing

I posted something over at sp² about my Vicks-caused problems with breathing deeply. And I was thinking about our dependency on things we don't need and that we think is there to improve our lives--coffee, sleepless delirium, alcohol, or even tea with special herbs in it.

All of the singers I've worked with (playing piano for them) have been sick half the time I practice with them. Why is this? Well, this should be completely irrelevant, but if you learn how to breathe with your diaphragm (I don't know the difference between that and the stomach haha), which offers you a deeper breath, why bother breathing with your chest? Oooooooops, you need to be able to breathe with that too!

I think I'm getting a high from the deep breathing I just forced myself to do. And from "Burn For You (Shortwave Radio Mix)" by tobyMac which is just about the only good Christian pop song from the 2000s I've ever heard. (I know there are other good ones, but nobody's pointed them out to me.) This song talks about feeling high from "you," which presumably refers to God. It's always funny to think about how the "you" could easily mean someone else (the grammar here assumes God = jesus christ = human = someone).

I'm hearing things differently now. Things are clearing up. Woooohooo, high from fresh air. Or, rather, just more of it. Mmm, some simple things give me such pleasure. And you wonder why I don't drink or smoke or really go out looking to get laid.

That's a great thing.

And now, I will return to the title of the post:

Breathing.