Meditation for an early morning walk:
"breathe" (inhale)
"listen" (exhale)
The trees, the birds -all were listening. Rain was in the air, and there was silence. The breath of the wind, expectation, tension.
In India, children say God is within. As I breathe, I send my thoughts downward, spiraling inward like my breath. Do I find God? Not today. But I find quiet, and peace- which is enough.
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