I’m imagining that I just arrived here. I just dropped into this body, into this world. I have no personal history. Nothing came before. The only orientation is my breath, coming and going. An inhalation. Followed by an exhalation. It’s sweet. It’s comforting, which I’m mostly in need of. Comfort and annihilation. Some kind of restart because I know there is no do over. If I could just focus on each sweet breath . . .
Nice post. Today is a new day. Be blessed!
Dear Rohn, sending comfort and annihilation your way. I hope it helps.