Observe your own body. It breathes. You breathe when you are asleep, when you are no longer conscious of your own ideas of self-identity. Who, then, is breathing? The collection of information that you mistakenly think it’s you is not the main protagonist in this drama called the breath. In fact, you are not breathing; breath is naturally happening to you. You can purposely end your own life, but you cannot purposely keep your own life going. The expression, “My life” is actually an oxymoron, a result of ignorance and mistaken assumption. You don’t posses life; life expresses itself through you. Your body is a flower that life let bloom, a phenomenon created by life.”
― Ilchi Lee
You are a flower. Forgetting to breathe? Forgetting to breathe d e e p l y? Well stop that! Nothing is more important than your breath. Nothing.
It is a gift, and life itself flows through you when you do it correctly. Breathe deep, breathe often. Inhale as much as you possibly can. Get out into nature. Breathe in the nature. You will see a difference in your mind, and body. And your skin. Skin deprived of oxygen from smoking, shallow breathing, poor sleep etc reflects such. Treat your breath as if it were your best friend, and sink into knowingness. Sink into all that you are, the Infinite.