Summer breathing is different in The Alps. First, summer breathing is different in general. It exists deep in the cosmos. The reaction is free from the weight of gravity. Spring fades into memory at the first warm inhalation. The past is left behind. Second, ‘The Alps’ itself is said as a breath, a sigh of relief into the sacred air. Things will be different here. A new season. Moreover, a new location. Most important, a new breath. It feels like dawn breaking into my body. I fall outside myself to struggle and rejoice as I breathe new air. Third, I’m caught in the headlights of foreign culture here. Language makes…