As I recover from a broken body in pain, back, shoulders, ankle, and feet - the lesson is emerging. Where were you? My body asks. When you were away, these injuries, these pains, this suffering kept getting accumulated. Finally, painful as it will be, the body like patched land awaits the penetration by the mind, and as this begins - i am lost, and I am found. A new being, and an old being. A snake shedding skin, in the half way. In the bardo of the dream.