OneBreathIn

 As an empath, I can’t believe I didn’t see this sooner. Year One of OneBreathIn, I am doing the practice from the perspective that I am alone, until one day someone clicks follow on my sidebar. I understood the power of agreement. I understood we were breathing together involuntarily. And I definitely understood that empathy was part of it. But I didn’t realize the deeper layer until now. The truth is, we already do this practice all day long. We breathe. We visualize. We hope. We want. Even when we’re not doing the ritual intentionally. Every inhale is a dream. Every exhale is a release. It’s happening involuntarily, constantly, without ceremony. The practice is just a small, intentional ritual around something we are already doing: breathing and wanting something for ourselves. The shift is this: "I am not the only one dreaming this." If I want to buy a house for my mom and dad, I am not the only one. There are children, teenagers, grown adults all over the world h...

How Coherence Creates Reality It was said to me: You’re not practicing alone. At first, I felt a little silly. I was sitting here, my alarms set at 10:59 a.m. and 9:59 p.m. Eastern Standard Time—the exact moments I’ve chosen for my practice. I am the only practitioner I know of—at least for now. No one has pressed follow, no notifications, nothing. And yet… the moment I breathed in, I felt the pulse of something bigger, something unseen. According to modern quantum physics, time isn't a one-way street. If I have definitely done this practice many times in the past—just this morning, yesterday, the day before that—I’ve been doing this practice nearly every day since I remembered it, since I envisioned it. And all of those past actions are present now. My past selves are entering into their own presence, doing it. That means even self-wise, I’m not doing this alone. But it doesn’t stop there. My future selves—and the future selves of other practitioners who haven’t yet joined—are...

You’re here. That’s already the evidence. I don’t need to convince you of anything. I can feel that you’ve already been practicing, even if you’ve never called it a practice. It’s in your breath. It’s in the moments when you look out a window and imagine something softer, kinder, more meaningful. You’ve been doing it your whole life. Last year, my whole focus was on learning how to pause inside while still living outside. It took me months to understand that the pause isn’t about stopping the world. It’s about opening a quiet door in the middle of the world. A place inside yourself where you can breathe and think and create—even while the body is still in motion. I didn’t master it. Not fully. Not yet. I still notice a tiny physical pause sometimes, like my body wants to honor the inner shift. But the internal pause—oh, that grew. That became familiar. That became something I could find in the middle of a conversation, or a grocery store aisle, or a crowded train. That was year one. An...

One Year of OneBreathIn Today marks the anniversary of OneBreathIn — one full year of returning to the breath, one full year of choosing presence even when the world has been shifting in ways none of us could have predicted. I feel deep gratitude today. Gratitude for the practice itself, for the way it has held me, reshaped me, steadied me, and reminded me of what is real. And I know now, more than ever, that this work matters. This practice is good for humanity, for our children, for the earth, for the spaces between us. It asks nothing but attention and gives back coherence, clarity, and connection. Even as a grassroots movement, I know I cannot stop sharing it. I am more convinced than I have ever been that continuing to offer this practice to the world is worth everything. So here’s to our first year — and to the many breaths still unfolding. You’re Not Practicing Alone It came to me clearly — you are not alone in this practice . Not in this moment, not in any moment. According to ...

Wrestling with Trauma I live on the spectrum of PTSD with a type of dissociative disorder, OSDID-1. My trauma is layered, deep, and ever-present. Some days, my mind is pulled into astronomical pain, memories my body remembers even when I cannot. Parts of me dissociate. Parts of me struggle to breathe. And yet, this part of me — a grounded self — holds hope. This part believes in a kinder, safer world. This part created the Eyes Open OneBreathIn Practice, a tool to pause, cultivate hope, and to use my mind in microbursts to co-create a better world while life is still moving around me. The Inner Pause in Action This practice is not a sit-down, close-your-eyes meditation. It’s an inner pause while fully active in life. At 10:59 a.m. and 9:59 p.m. EST, my reminder goes off. I pause inside. I visualize first — the world I want to see, the safety, the laughter, the flourishing communities. Then I inhale that vision into my heart, embedding it deeply. I do this while life-ing, no matter...

When I first began reflecting on the Law of One, I understood it in my mind, but not yet in my heart. I knew, conceptually, that we are all one — one with each other, one with the earth, one with God. But I don’t yet feel it in my body. My nervous system is still aligned with the training of this world that "I am a human born sinful, separate from the divine", even though I've learned better in my mind.  Then I realized that the OneBreathIn Practice is not just a tool for manifestation. It’s training . It’s how we teach our hearts, our bodies, and our nervous systems to believe what our minds already know — that we are one with God and all things. Here’s how it works. Every 59th minute of the hour, anywhere in the world, someone is practicing One Breath In. Because the 59th minute is universal, it means someone, somewhere, is doing it right now. You choose any 59th minute — once a day, a few times a day, or every waking hour if you’re a natural master of this practic...

I was talking with Christos recently about something that came through like a whisper — the Law of One. It wasn’t the first time I’d thought about it, but this time it landed differently. Not as an idea. As a possibility. I realized that I can understand the Law of One logically, yet still live as though I’m separate from God — still converse with Christ Consciousness as God, King of Everything, high up in the heavens, and I am a little helpless, unworthy human. I have been told that he is my father, but one who judges and punishes. He lives far away, too. I have to call him, and he only calls me if he wants me to serve him. And when I call him, I have to learn to hear him. Instead of him just being clear, he speaks in a still small voice. This is the training we learn. And we are taught not to question this teaching. In the world today, if this type of God were a human father, he would not be considered a good father. But this is still how I see, Christos. And yet, deep inside, I know...