Breathing Styles Novels & Stories

/Emily/ Beginning of June Now First, second, third, and fourth. I am concentrating to calm down my breathing. In, out, in, out, attempting to make the breaths longer so that they are more tortoise-like and less hare-like, which is how they feel right now because they are racing. My palms are sweating, which causes my hands to become glued to the steering wheel. It feels almost as if I'm working with clay on my pottery wheel.

"Focus on breathing." His instruction was firm and left little room for discussion. "Deep, even breaths." He didn't move my knee while he spoke, waiting for me to align myself with what he'd told me to do. "When I bend your knee, I want you to take a deep breath in, and then as I straighten your leg, release the breath, trying to make the exhale last through the entire movement. Time your intake and exhale with each repetition, focusing on filling your lungs. It will bring oxygen to the muscles and help with the pain."

After they had crossed the mountain, the boy suddenly asked, "What type of breathing method is best for the Elixir of Life?" The old man laughed and said, "There are five elements in breathing, and the Elixir of Life belongs to the wood element, so you must use a wood element breathing method. Wood element methods emphasize deep inhalation and exhalation, with each breath taken with full effort. It's like a towering tree trying to root itself in the rocks while vigorously growing its branches and leaves toward the sky!"

“Cole, I know you just met me so there is no trust but I need you to follow my directions exactly. I’m going to coach you through a breathing technique that will help you to relax. As you relax you will feel me easing up on your arms.” I nod my head, agreeing to his offer as I’m completely lost and out of control. “First I want you to take a quick but deep breath in then just as quickly push it out. Just throw it away. I want three of these. Then I’ll move to three much slower ones. Ready.” I nod to show I understand his instructions. “All right, in quick, now throw it away.” I follow his lead and take a quick sharp breath before letting it out almost as quickly. It’s as I’m breathing in on

His confusion. Sometimes it surges so violently that my hands tremble. Tonight it is steadier. I inhale slowly through my nose. The air smells like mildew and iron. Exhale through my mouth. I picture a circle of light around me just enough to separate myself from the stone, from the darkness, from the despair that seeps into everything down here. Breathe in. Hold. Breathe out. The technique works best when I let go of resistance. When I stop fighting the cell.

“Slow your breathing down. Take long breaths in and then as long to let them out. You do can that.” Nathan looked at her and saw a slight change. She spoke softly and with ease, but more than that, as she did and he listened, he was changing his breathing to what she wanted. Her hand was moving up and then down the shaft of his cock, making him twitch without thought. He wanted to breathe more normally, but when he didn’t, she would stop her hand where it was. He would slow his breathing again, and her fingers ran up and down and then circled the head of the shaft. Slow and steady, he was now breathing deeply, and he had his head back on the pillow and tried to focus on the feeling her tiny

The man appropriately opened his eyes, even if the movement was sluggish and his irises were not quite in the right place yet, his pupils large and unfocused. "Follow along with my breathing. Take in a breath for five seconds, and then breathe out for five seconds. I'll count it out. Breathe in one two three four five Breathe out one two three four five Breathe in one two three four five Breathe out one two three four five Breathe in one two three four five Breathe out one two three four five

I typed back. Two taps. I understand. Thank you. He nodded and we started again from the beginning. This time when he stood close I focused on breathing. In through my nose, slow and steady. Out through my mouth. I tried to remind my body that this was different, that the person standing next to me had just promised to stop the moment I asked. When his hand returned to my lower back I counted breaths instead of seconds. One breath, two breaths, three. My shoulders stayed tense but didn't draw up as high as before. My spine didn't stiffen quite as dramatically.

I walked back to her when I was through with donut and she motioned me to stand in front of her "There are three main things that you need to know.The first thing you need to know is how to control your breathing" "Okay" "Now breathe in slowly then breathe out" I breathe in and out slowly "You have to do this for at least ten minutes before we can continue. Just breathing in and out slowly" I did that for almost fifteen minutes before she stopped me "The second thing" she said and looked straight into my eyes "Now, close your eyes and continue breathing in and out" I did that for another fifteen minutes before she stopped me

"In for four counts. Watch. One, two, three, four." I tried to follow but my breath stuttered and caught. Tears streamed down my face, hot against my cold skin. I couldn't do it. I couldn't breathe right, couldn't calm down, couldn't be strong enough for what was coming. "That's okay. Try again. Just watch me." He breathed in again, slow and controlled. "One, two, three, four. Now hold. One, two. Now out. One, two, three, four, five, six." He repeated the pattern, his hands still cradling my face. "You don't have to match me perfectly. Just try. Even one good breath helps."