This is a dreamlike illusion, a temporary mirage, a fleeting fabrication. Let it go and rest. — Pema Düddul, “Freedom From Illusion”

At birth, we inhale our first breath. At death, we exhale our last breath. In between birth and death, we take our breath for granted. Our breath becomes a second feature outside of what we pay attention to. The reality is that we often don’t notice our breath.