A fox bat outlined black against the pink sky, darts across. Wings outstretched flies motionless unmoved across the top of the jungle. I am in Malaysia and I still can't believe it. Sounds of nature swirl around me. Low woos and high chirps and insects create an alive mixture of life. The sun high noon is hot. The palm trees offer shade that is very cooling and thankful. The mediative bubble holding my breath on the surface while the ocean waves rock me into my womb. I fall asleep, relaxed. My arms and legs let go. My mind takes me to a globular place. I wake up and smell the sea and taste the salt. My feet touching the white smooth sand. I breath a deep breath, deep and let go my angst, that holds my muscles from life. Prana. Deep prana.