She flapped her hands, anxious energy coursing through her. How can you be so calm? He got to his feet, unfolding with an easy grace. He held out a hand, his dark eyes focused solemnly on hers. Come with me. For what? Thats part of the lesson. Was it her imagination, or did a twinkle of humor stir in those eyes? Center yourself, and grab onto the here and now. That made no sensewhat was he now, Sir Medieval Zen Master? But she slipped her hand into his strong, calloused one. He hauled her up until she bumped into his chest. With a finger under her chin, he tilted her face until she looked in his eyes. Listen to the world around you. Hear the birds? Hear the small animals scurrying? You are in this moment, this moment only, and sometimes thats all you can do, all you can be. His finger pulled away, brushing against her skin, and he tapped her nose, stepping away.
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