Visiting my 89-year old uncle in his nursing home was never pleasant, but it was outright tragic one day when he literally floated down the hall in a happy daze. He had been given a pill known as a “mood elevator” to counter his depression. He was dangerously “high.”I was saddened, knowing the trend once kicked off by the counter-culture of the late 1960s and 1970s—getting high on drugs—had finally become so legal that even the elderly could be victims. I realized how lucky I was. An ancient guru from India taught me to remain harmoniously balanced by abstaining from drugs. All I needed was his prescription: air both inhaled and exhaled as he breathed to live a healthy, very looooooooong life. And so, I knew it was time to share his secret so others may also reap the benefits of his splendid wisdom. Thus, this booklet is shared with you in the spirit of freedom