“A welcome breeze suddenly caresses his back. A summer rain. Gradually, his movements are freed from the shackles of his will, and he goes into a light trance which gives his gestures the perfection of conscious, automatic motion, without thought or calculation, and the scythe seems to move of its own accord. Levin delights in the forgetfulness that movement brings, where the pleasure of doing is marvelously foreign to the striving of the will.”
…from The Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Barbery
This passage reminds me of the definition of Sentience, which, basically, is what t I teach.
An athlete might call this, being in the zone, but it can happen to anyone, at anytime, doing anything.
And it can be cultivated.