Today’s meditation was great. I was happy with the pauses between the instruction and the observation of my breath. I was in a silent room which made focusing easy. My attention was so complete that I had to recall what Sharon said about finding a word. This took less than a second and distracted me slightly but the word “mine” came into form. I suddenly sank into a feeling of ease and peace knowing that no one or thing, besides death, could strip me of my breath. It is entirely mine, unlike time, where I have to dole it out and divide it according to priority. Knowing that the breath belongs to me and only me is comforting; it not only keeps me alive but it is a vehicle for bringing the mind into the present and into a state of equanimity.