To me in that strange moment my tea was translucent, an undulating silver glimmer. Like a quiet pool on a moonlit night.
Since I was sitting with my eyes closed I did a visualisation of picking a card just to try it.I picked ‘The Tower’.
with my eyes closed being distracted then returning to my breathing – All grist to the mill.
..it was odd how I noticed the pain in my mind rather than just feeling it.
As I hung onto the rythme of my breathing I couldn’t help likening it to the waves on a seashore…