Slowly I was sensitive to the currents of saliva in my mouth. I was conscious of the and puddling on my eyes. I began to feel, what I came to swear was down to the molecular level, the emerging formation and flow of each globule of sweat. You will be amazed how slowly something as ever-present and common and ordinary as water becomes magnificently wondrous. Individual notes merge into a stirring symphony.
Individual strokes appear on a spell-binding canvas.
I assure that if you can master looking and being still, you will see. Sense and be still, and you will feel. Listen and be still, and you will hear. It took time and effort. I had to patiently give it time and effort.