This morning when I settled in for centering prayer (meditation), a robin was chirruping — loud! — just outside. Then a frog — loud! — started to croak, I swear in time with the chirrups. As if answering back.
At first I thought, Don’t distract me! Then relaxed & opened up, and the chirrups & croaks joined the rhythm of my breath, and were were all there, present, one.
Then the neighbor’s cock started to crow.
And I had to smile. Then breathe, and breathe, all together, sharing the being of being.