Cross legged on the floor deep in thought transported to another place. Outside in the open. Breathing in the damp air and scent of leaves, wood, moss, mist around me.
A feeling spreads throughout my being. I am safe. As I breathe.
A sense of calm floods over me and around me. The sounds of the woodland around me, the soft carpet of moss under me, trees for support and cover. Mottled sunlight through bright green leaves, the blue of the sky beyond it. Filters on another world. Birdsong, insects buzzing about their business in a far off place. Water rushing past on its way to somewhere, to quench a thirst and replenish.
And I breathe. I breathe it all in. Drinking in its beauty and simplicity. The ability to cause profound happiness just by reliving a moment in time. When all was right with the world. No call dragging me back to reality or something else that needed to be done.
Just time and space to sit and think.
A private spot.
Nothing else required of me just my presence.
And I breathe.
As it pulls me, lures me, lulls me.
Spreading joy and happiness into every pore, light from its source, peace to my soul and love in my heart.
And I breathe…