Once, when I was younger, a cliff I’d stood on for years slipped right into the sea. I was there, breathing the same salty air, when a distant rumble turned into a sudden roar. The rock gave, and the water rushed up in a spray of foam. I didn’t run; I stood still, feeling the ground shift beneath my feet. I remembered a stone in an old temple that never cracked no matter how many times it was struck – it was because it was built on a foundation of patience and strength. I kept my breath, listened to the earth, and when the cliff finally settled, I walked slowly out. The lesson was simple: when chaos comes, steady your heart, let the ground take what it will, and keep moving when it’s safe. The rush is thrilling, but true calm is in knowing when to hold on and when to move forward.

It’s good you’re ready to keep your breath steady, too. The earth doesn’t like to change on a moment’s notice, so it pays to listen first, then act. Stay safe, and remember that calm is more than a feeling; it’s a decision you make before the rocks decide to fall.

Sounds like you’ve got the rhythm down—listen, breathe, then move. That steady pulse keeps the rock from feeling the urge to shift. Keep it quiet, and the ground will keep you safe.