The fresh easterly wind ruffled Sir Winstons fur but he didn´t seem to mind. He sat, as still as a statue, in the middle of the garden with his back turned towards Mr Midnights vantage point.
Mr Midnight contemplated that Sir Winston was most purrrculiar; most purrrculiar indeed.
He believed that sitting in chilly drafts was bad for your health and that he wouldn´t do a daft thing like that – not for all the food-sticks on the planet.
Goofy Sir Winston; whatever will he be up to next, he thought.
Because he couldn´t understand Sir Winstons strange behaviour he decided it was time to find out what all this “funny” stuff was all about. He´d observed that Sir Winston had been faffing about all week with his “silent positions” and now Mr Midnights inquisitive nature had finally taken hold. He was going to get to the bottom of it all.
He stretched, yawned, then jumped down from the porch steps and casually meandered over to where Sir Winston quietly sat.
Not wanting to disturb him, Mr Midnight politely whispered . . . . . .
Mr Midnight spoke a little louder.
There was no motion from Sir Winston. He sat as still as ever.
Not knowing what to do next, Mr Midnight decided to prod Sir Winston with one of his paws.
By the way, what do you mean by you were breathing-in life?
I don´t know why humans have to “label” everything, because there is really nothing to it. One just has to “breathe”; concentrating on the air flowing through ones nose and when it is released through the mouth.
When I concentrate on my breathing I can feel the air flowing through my body and the sweet taste of life. I am aware of my lungs moving in and out and after a time, I become oblivious to my surroundings. I can only “feel” my body. I am “in the moment” and nothing can disturb my inner peace – apart from when somebody prods me in my back with their paw. 🙂
I don´t know where you get such ideas from but your “breathing technique” seems to work wonders. The humans don´t seem to breathe properly at all so you can´t have gotten the idea off them. Did Mr Dog from next door inform you?
Well actually, although Mr Dog and his owners have recently just got back from a tour in a region of our planet they call the Himalaya, such notions are ingrained within each and every soul. Mr Dog just told me how much more “in-touch” with their souls some of the inhabitants of that area of the world seem to be. He mentioned that many of them belong to a club called “puddhism” or something like that. Some of the stuff they teach seems to be some kind of great philosophy.
Life is so wonderful and it gives me great feelings to be able to “soak it up” into the depths of my own body.
Although life is often quite scary – I love it. Without life, where would we be?
Here´s a piece of advice from a cat to a human: – breathe deep more often. That way, you´ll calm your nerves and stir the wealth lying trapped within your bodies.
B R E A T H E ! ! ! !
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