Breath after breath, beat after beat, I feel the rhythm of my own songs flowing through me. Listen listen listen, here in the company of other living beings, I am still solitary. If I wait to be heard, I will never live. So I will practice hearing myself. I will practice feeling my life. I will practice being here now. I settle in the innate, where nothing lies. And everything is. Earth giving form. Fire giving energy. Air giving breath. Water giving flow. I let go of before and after to be – just be. I begin again.