The rain is driving, and I'm not wearing my rain pants. Within minutes, my jeans are getting soaked. I decide to retreat to the car. But now there is nothing to do. I have an appointment at four, but it's only 3:30. I have not brought my book. What to do? My mind is a little frantic, confronted with empty, unplanned time.
Of course. I breathe, and note the in breath. Then another, and another. Rain falls on the roof of the car, making hard sounds that contrast with the soft light outside. Thoughts fall away, and there is only my breath and the rain.
30 minutes later, I am on my way to the appointment, refreshed and at peace.