When We Become Still Enough to Remember

I was deeply honored to be at Pure Human with Gregg Braden, serving as a Breath Facilitator for R. Christian Minson, founder of Breathflow.

This was my fifth or sixth event with this beautiful group, and each time I am in awe of the energy and presence that emerge after we breathe together.

This event brought approximately 320 people together in Tampa, Florida.

As I witnessed this experience, I thought about something written by Owen Waters, a spiritual teacher and author whose work explores metaphysics, consciousness, and energy. In his article How Your Spiritual Growth Heals the World, he shares the idea that one person’s spiritual growth can have an influence far beyond the individual.

Waters proposes that one person at an entry level of spiritual consciousness can “counterbalance and elevate” the thoughts of approximately 800,000 people of average consciousness.

If we simply play with that idea and multiply 800,000 by the 320 people breathing together in that room, the number becomes 256 million.

Now, I don’t take that number as something I can scientifically prove. I experience it more as a beautiful metaphor for the potential ripple effect of our inner work.

Because what happens when 320 people stop, breathe, become present, and turn inward?

Something shifts.

And perhaps that shift reaches much farther than we can see.

Throughout Pure Human, Gregg spoke beautifully about meeting the stillness within ourselves—and how, within that stillness, we may begin to discover an essence of the Divine.

The Divine is not necessarily something outside of us that we have to search for.

Perhaps it is something we meet when we stop running.

When we stop escaping.

When we become still enough to hear the breath.

To feel the heart.

To simply Be.

I have watched thousands of people breathe over the past 10 years, now entering my 11th year of breathwork. I have witnessed what I would call miracles—in retreats, individual sessions, virtual sessions, and in rooms filled with hundreds of people.

I have traveled around the world and had the privilege of touching souls from many different cultures and backgrounds.

And there is one moment that continues to move me every time: the moment of oneness.

It doesn’t matter if there are 320 people, 100, 50, or just one person breathing.

We always return to the same place:

In the breath, I meet myself.
In the breath, I meet stillness.
In the breath, I meet oneness.

And perhaps, in that moment, we touch something much greater than ourselves.

This is where my understanding of WhaleBreathing continues to deepen.

I don’t always need to look outside myself for another explanation. When I witness a breath session, I see people moving from doing into Being. I see the body softening. I see the heart opening. I see people meeting something within themselves that was there all along.

There are beautiful connections here with Rudolf Steiner’s work around the development of a new heart center or spiritual “heart organ”—the idea that the heart can become an organ of conscious spiritual perception.

For me, the heart is more than a physical pump.

It is also a place of rhythm, relationship, and connection.

Through the rhythm of breathing, the movement of the diaphragm, and our conscious awareness, body, soul, and spirit begin to feel less separate.

And perhaps this is what stillness reveals: the fullness of the Divine is not something we have to chase.

It is something we become quiet enough to experience.

At the end of the Pure Human conference, Gregg shared words that stayed with me:

“The light is with me, and I am with the light.”

And as I looked around that room, I felt incredibly honored.

I was witnessing 320 souls breathing together.

320 people pausing.

320 people turning inward.

320 people meeting their own breath, their own stillness, their own hearts.

And perhaps, in that collective moment of presence, we were touching something profound.

Not because someone outside of us gave us the light—but because we became still enough to remember that the light was already there.

The light is with me.
And I am with the light.

Lisa Peterson