Today I was on my way to the common. As often, I walked through a path sloping downward by about 40 degrees, between closely branched trees on either side. There had been rain for several days, covering a rich mud over the path that settled around the tree-roots, and I was accordingly walked looking cautiously downwards as I walked so to avoid slipping. But soon, however, I found could again lookup: my entire body had taking care of my movements - a lesson for "letting-go".