"I couldn't hear the rest. Then i couldn't hear or feel anything, nothing there except the sound of the air in my nose and the cold of the air at the back of my throat. So i sat and listened to that, just that, and time went past and when i opened my eyes it was now.
The simplest of things. The in of air, the out. It's like, if you can stop everything else and just listen to that, you can even find the exact place where you first touch the rest of the world, the exact place where it first comes into you. When there's nothing but that, you can give yourself room. You can feel your lungs moving inside your rib cage like the opening and closing of wings." ~ Ali Smith, Like

"Relentless endless joy peaking into tears, resting into calmness, a simmering beauty. If you let yourself listen with the whole of yourself, you will have the pure feeling of flight while firmly rooted to the ground... Your soul can fly outward stringed to your ribcage like a shimmering kite in the form of an open hand. Be still and listen to the evidence of your own holiness." Jeff Buckley on Qawwali singer Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan