“If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe.”
– Carl Sagan, Cosmos
Feel the breath. Not just as sensation, but as something arising out of everything else. Lungs. Air. The trees.
This breath leans on all the breaths before it. Thousands upon thousands.
The feeling of sitting. A sound from outside. The mood you’re in. Each one held in a web of causes and conditions. The specifics don’t matter. Feel the web.
Then watch for the next thought. Where did it come from? You didn’t decide to think it. Leave it as it is. It belongs too.
Open out. Spacious, at ease. Look past the separate things.
What if this moment is made in relationship with everything?
When you open your eyes, notice how things appear.