Hear the ocean breathing.
Sync your own breathing up to it.
This is what it is to be alive. What comes, goes; what comes into being, passes away. Life is ebb, then flow, then ebb again.
All life. Yours and mine, and everyone else’s.
Time is the ocean we all live in, and time, too, breathes. It’s only our constant scurrying and clamor that keeps us from hearing it. Like crowds on the beach on a summer day, focused on suntan lotion and bodies in swimsuits, we miss out on what we could be hearing, or seeing.
But when you get the chance…
Hear time’s breathing, and sync your own breathing up to it, because this is what it is to be alive. There’s ebb, there’s flow, and the quiet person has access to a wisdom that the noisy person never has.