In order to enter into the flow of the breath completely, it is necessary to put aside the logical mind. Theory is needed so that rationality can investigate itself until it realises its own limitations of understanding. For it is only when we understand that language and it's common sense cousin can only take us so far on our journey to truth, that we can surrender deeply enough to breathe and only breathe; to put aside doubt and embrace the here and now in it's unmediated entirety. As Ludwig Wittgenstein said, 'Don't think, but look'. This is not an anti intellectual statement, but a call for a heightening of reflexivity to the highest order. It is the acceptance that interpretation is always tainted by subjectivity; presence is always tainted by past when attempts are made to explain it.
It is clear that the masculine logical mind has become out of balance with the intuitive and feeling feminine. The masculine logical commonsensical mind is trapped by its own methodology of understanding, because the tools of words and symbols that it uses to make sense of the world are the very same tools that muddy one's present experience by one's past. The interpretive mechanism of the mind only functions due to its ability to superimpose past experience onto the present moment. At some point—which is now by the way—the masculine must give way to the flow of femininity; the unknowable, the uncategorised, the disorienting. That is to say: all that which exists beyond the thinking mind.
It is easy to get stuck in a vicious circle of trying to understand a reality that cannot be explained. Of course, questioning is always encouraged and always essential, but the moment we realise that we will never reach truth through a categorising form of intelligence is the moment we can finally chant from the heart and breathe with full expression. It is the moment we transcend the dualities of the masculine and the feminine and finally wake up.