The kindness of the breath

Returning from my walk after sitting by the river, where some cows came over to check me out, I was struck by the absolute kindness of my breath...

That is comes and goes with incredible efficiency...and looking at the other sentient beings, a funny Buddhist phrase, (I would normally say "cows" but I'm being spiritual this morning), I started to think: "How kind am I?"

How important is kindness in my life?

What difference does it make?

When I feel the kindness of my own breath, I actually realise that kindness is essential...

Sentimental as it sounds, I will be trying to be kind today...with the faith that it will actually make a difference...

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