She breathed and she felt it- the life force entering her lungs, filling her body, moving her forwards. She felt it along the surface of her skin: sometimes like the gentle caress of a lover, sometimes with the force of a shove. She heard it whistling through her ears and howling over the bluffs towards the ocean. And she smelled the sweet scent of the sea of it as she inhaled.
And she remembered, or made a promise to remember, that this was the connector- the invisible power giving her and the world around her life. That this same stuff that filled her filled everything else- every animal, every plant, every part of this world she called home. Always part of, never separate, breathing in and breathing in one unbroken loop, forever.