I stood on this bridge in Bemis Forest Preserve and counted 10 breaths. I wanted to see what the world did during this time. Stuff did - ducks flew like mussels from beneath me under bridge, a walker came along path, the ripples in the stream were infinitely fascinating, other ducks meandered along the shore…
But these 10 breaths also made me more in tune with nature time, world time, rather than Dave time.
I began to get a sense for me being a character in the grand drama rather than being a victim of my cascading self centered thoughts. Marienette not victim.
Sensation was like merging into traffics.
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