Small Stone: Four Breaths

Breathing in, I sit in meditation, focusing on my breath.

Breathing out, I hear the whisper of the furnace, the ticking of two clocks, and the chatter of my mind. Underneath that, I sense silence and space.

On my in breath, I feel my sit bones sink into my cushion, notice tension in my shoulders and neck. My gaze stays soft.

With my out breath, I let go and am drawn towards the light.