Breath Remains

Today I moved through Confluence and its breath states — Drift, Suspension, Crossing — and into Accretion. I could feel the gathering. The density. The muscular pull of staying with compression longer than necessary.

I stand at the cusp not of urgency, but of widening — sustained breath becoming breadth.

What became clear is that Breath Remains is not escalation. It is permeability after pressure. A bridge, not a destination.

There is no need to overwork the inhale.
The field has done its work.
Breathing remains.